Hmm...
i'm disappointed on myself...
I'm disappointed in everything i'm procrastinating...
I'm scared i fail so, i withdraw,
I'm scared what if people know my stories,
so i always lie, lie to the world, lie till i can't even reach my own stories...
I'm terrified of people's sympathy as it's not love,
I'm terrified of judgement as it's not care,
I'm terrified to let ppl step into my little own world....
coz i scare expectations fail, love fails understandings fail,
so, i choose to build the wall as high as possible,
i choose to harden my fragile heart so it won't break so easily,
I choose to let myself to be the strongest one,
I choose to smile and laugh everyday even though inside is so bitter.....
who am i?? i can't even tell u if u throw such a question to me...
i will just say i don't know, really i don't...
Love me means understand me??
Nope....all and all is only disappointments and disappointments instead....
So, no more jane!!! NO MORE....
Stand up, be yourself!!!
Fight for Him.....
LIVE FOR HIM...
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Have i told you lately or would you listen??
Have i told you lately that i love you??
Or would you ever take a glance on me??
I'm not a gentle, smart, pretty and hot one...
yet, simple till sometimes i wonder who am i....
Lately, friend here and there all done with their singleness...
Only me, still in stagnant....
Love yet probably not the right time, right one,
Love yet probably no wisdom to make it soar,
Love yet probably no security and hope in it,
Love yet probably no courage to express by words....
And now i realized that, the ball of love is not in my court, nothing such as i want to give a shot, then it will definitely make it work....Not the broken me can control.....
The ball is in God's hand, and he is the only who calls the shots...
so we can see the shooting stars,
and make it even more beautiful :)
Or would you ever take a glance on me??
I'm not a gentle, smart, pretty and hot one...
yet, simple till sometimes i wonder who am i....
Lately, friend here and there all done with their singleness...
Only me, still in stagnant....
Love yet probably not the right time, right one,
Love yet probably no wisdom to make it soar,
Love yet probably no security and hope in it,
Love yet probably no courage to express by words....
And now i realized that, the ball of love is not in my court, nothing such as i want to give a shot, then it will definitely make it work....Not the broken me can control.....
The ball is in God's hand, and he is the only who calls the shots...
so we can see the shooting stars,
and make it even more beautiful :)
Monday, July 12, 2010
Oh God You are my God...
I shall gladly kneel to leave my pride...
Your words and love is the medidation
from the rising till the settling of the sun...
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
grief...
Lost of a child is a grief to a mother,
Lost of his wife is a grief to her husband,
Lost of a dream is a grief to a pursuer,
all leads to heartbroken......
we go to denial because the lost is unthinkable,
so we let go and move into acceptance,
grief may be a thing we all have in common,
yet, it looks different on everyone,
It's not only death we have to grief,
is life, is lost, is changes sometimes,
and when we wonder why it sucks so much,
or it hurts too badly,
the thing we gonna to remember is to turn it on and dine,
So, when it hurts so much till you can't breathe,
this is how you survive.....
till one day, somehow, impossibly,
it won't feel this way, then it won't hurt this much,
But, the really crappy thing, the worst part of this,
is that you can't control it and let it go is all we can,
Still, the very worst part is that the minute you think you passed,
it starts all over again,
and always everytime it takes your breathe away...
Lost of his wife is a grief to her husband,
Lost of a dream is a grief to a pursuer,
all leads to heartbroken......
we go to denial because the lost is unthinkable,
so we let go and move into acceptance,
grief may be a thing we all have in common,
yet, it looks different on everyone,
It's not only death we have to grief,
is life, is lost, is changes sometimes,
and when we wonder why it sucks so much,
or it hurts too badly,
the thing we gonna to remember is to turn it on and dine,
So, when it hurts so much till you can't breathe,
this is how you survive.....
till one day, somehow, impossibly,
it won't feel this way, then it won't hurt this much,
But, the really crappy thing, the worst part of this,
is that you can't control it and let it go is all we can,
Still, the very worst part is that the minute you think you passed,
it starts all over again,
and always everytime it takes your breathe away...
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