This is what I would do for my friend:
When you smile
I hope it's coz you feel like smiling
When you cry
Heck, nomatter if you're male or female
I wouldn't comfort you first-handedly
I would juz be a quiet shadow,watching you
And that's coz, judging a human's pride
Noone wanna let others see them cry
When you're angry
Hell, I freaking damn hope it's not my cause
Bytheway, when you're the fire
I would try to be the cooling water
I would be there for you
To listen when you called
(that's what phones are for btw)
I would want to be the one
That you know you have at your back
And that you would know that
Whatever happens
I would never be the one to betray you
I would also try my best to protect you
BUt do know that
When I think you're making a mistake
I would try my best to pull you back
When I think you're drowning
I would try to be your float
There's one more thing that I think you should be informed
That is, when I decided that you're no longer a friend
I would walk out that door
And leave without a trace
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Childhood
Roads would all lead back to one's childhood
If you ask of how one's personality develop
Into the present state of what you see.
Mine is likewise.
My childhood had never been a bright one
Although it's not rain and storm
But it's a dull, isolated world I've lived in.
When I was young
My world only revolves around books and study
I've a very strict mother
Who place much importance in academic excellency.
I wouldn't complain about it, considering how well I'm doing right now.
However.
I've always been a social outcast.
I was way outdated about what is cool, and what is not.
I wasn't any good in interacting with people
And I wasn't exactly the cute and adorable kid.
I could always describe of how painful it feels
When you watch others play merrily
And you could only sit back and watch
What I did was pick up a book
Start reading like the whole damned world out there
Is nothing but shit for me
That was how the first stage of my behaviour developed
I turned into a quiet, introvert girl
Loneliness was nothing to me then.
Walking down the path solitarily
Is not so bad after all.
But people think differently.
How they turned quietness into cockiness
Will always be a mystery to me
When they said they think I was cold
Mayhaps they were right
But mostly, I'm cold coz I dunno what to say
It was like looking out of a window
Where things were colourful and full of life
Such a contrast to the world you live in
Where things were only white and black
If you ask of how one's personality develop
Into the present state of what you see.
Mine is likewise.
My childhood had never been a bright one
Although it's not rain and storm
But it's a dull, isolated world I've lived in.
When I was young
My world only revolves around books and study
I've a very strict mother
Who place much importance in academic excellency.
I wouldn't complain about it, considering how well I'm doing right now.
However.
I've always been a social outcast.
I was way outdated about what is cool, and what is not.
I wasn't any good in interacting with people
And I wasn't exactly the cute and adorable kid.
I could always describe of how painful it feels
When you watch others play merrily
And you could only sit back and watch
What I did was pick up a book
Start reading like the whole damned world out there
Is nothing but shit for me
That was how the first stage of my behaviour developed
I turned into a quiet, introvert girl
Loneliness was nothing to me then.
Walking down the path solitarily
Is not so bad after all.
But people think differently.
How they turned quietness into cockiness
Will always be a mystery to me
When they said they think I was cold
Mayhaps they were right
But mostly, I'm cold coz I dunno what to say
It was like looking out of a window
Where things were colourful and full of life
Such a contrast to the world you live in
Where things were only white and black
Friday, March 19, 2010
Behind the Mask

Ever wonder,
what is the truth
under the beautiful mask
I hold tightly to my face
Ever think,
that one day
you might discover the mendacious female
you've been happily holding hands with
for such a long time
I might be an unworthly human
With an icy,stone-cold heart
Or I might be someone
Whose calculative thoughts hidden behind
A kind, harmless smile
I would be as enigmatic as the night
Where nothing is predictacble
Or I would be as angelic
As how a devil in disguise would be
And sly enough to fool everyone including me
If you're afraid
Do not attempt to remove my mask
If you're daring
Ask for my hand
To dance a waltz together
By the end of a waltz's time
What is it, that you will find?
what is the truth
under the beautiful mask
I hold tightly to my face
Ever think,
that one day
you might discover the mendacious female
you've been happily holding hands with
for such a long time
I might be an unworthly human
With an icy,stone-cold heart
Or I might be someone
Whose calculative thoughts hidden behind
A kind, harmless smile
I would be as enigmatic as the night
Where nothing is predictacble
Or I would be as angelic
As how a devil in disguise would be
And sly enough to fool everyone including me
If you're afraid
Do not attempt to remove my mask
If you're daring
Ask for my hand
To dance a waltz together
By the end of a waltz's time
What is it, that you will find?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
