its 2oo8 now. wow, that's fast.
2oo7 was such a huge bang. things happened in a gust.
i like 2oo7. it was, winding. lots of unexpectations.
i grew closer to the people i love.
and even had a change of perspections.
of others.
be it tiny, or massive.
i felt previous years was full of loss, and unfulfilled ambitions.
maybe 2oo8 is IT. i have to get this right, for the better.
i have got so much to say.
but this page of white always tend to stare back at me.
i cant organise my thoughts.
i don't know what i am feeling most of the time.
i do the silliest things. stupidest i mean.
acceptance is such a difficult thing to face,
even the mind knows where it is heading.
are we just those cowardly humans who get lost in the crowd.
we are, aren't we? we are...
i shouldn't be losing this game anymore.
its getting harder to play as time passes by.
i shouldn't be in the game. its easier.
why do blue skies has lost its beauty?
i don't feel those tingle when i need them.
the sense of a peek from heavens.
just moments, they recalled.
please, please just stop it already.
isn't it time already?
I'm not.. that well.
its a huge mystery.
i have had huge mistakes.
i corrected with a permanent marker.
but apparently, it didn't work.
tough luck.
is life about walking on a pavement with a song in my head, wind against my face, and a face that says 'hey world'..? i guess not.
i wish things are much simpler.
i miss playing the recorder...
i miss dipping seaweed into cola...
i miss having sand in my belly button...
i miss having paddle pop when it was only fifty cents...
i miss waking up in the morning thinking that the only thing in between my way was school...
i miss having my granddad bringing me to peculiar places full of discovery...
i miss running with the wind, chasing the sunlight...
when will it go away?
how can it? I'm not being a great help.
i can only do so much. uncontrolled.
who are these people anyway?
they converse at night.
when i don't want them to.
flickered my lights.
appeared in dreams.
and i know its the opposite.
there, there, old buddy.....
there's no reason to stump over bad coffee.
2oo7 was such a huge bang. things happened in a gust.
i like 2oo7. it was, winding. lots of unexpectations.
i grew closer to the people i love.
and even had a change of perspections.
of others.
be it tiny, or massive.
i felt previous years was full of loss, and unfulfilled ambitions.
maybe 2oo8 is IT. i have to get this right, for the better.
i have got so much to say.
but this page of white always tend to stare back at me.
i cant organise my thoughts.
i don't know what i am feeling most of the time.
i do the silliest things. stupidest i mean.
acceptance is such a difficult thing to face,
even the mind knows where it is heading.
are we just those cowardly humans who get lost in the crowd.
we are, aren't we? we are...
i shouldn't be losing this game anymore.
its getting harder to play as time passes by.
i shouldn't be in the game. its easier.
why do blue skies has lost its beauty?
i don't feel those tingle when i need them.
the sense of a peek from heavens.
just moments, they recalled.
please, please just stop it already.
isn't it time already?
I'm not.. that well.
its a huge mystery.
i have had huge mistakes.
i corrected with a permanent marker.
but apparently, it didn't work.
tough luck.
is life about walking on a pavement with a song in my head, wind against my face, and a face that says 'hey world'..? i guess not.
i wish things are much simpler.
i miss playing the recorder...
i miss dipping seaweed into cola...
i miss having sand in my belly button...
i miss having paddle pop when it was only fifty cents...
i miss waking up in the morning thinking that the only thing in between my way was school...
i miss having my granddad bringing me to peculiar places full of discovery...
i miss running with the wind, chasing the sunlight...
when will it go away?
how can it? I'm not being a great help.
i can only do so much. uncontrolled.
who are these people anyway?
they converse at night.
when i don't want them to.
flickered my lights.
appeared in dreams.
and i know its the opposite.
there, there, old buddy.....
there's no reason to stump over bad coffee.