As the columns come crashing down.
I am glad you graced me with your presence.
I moved to:
Here
You're in time to see me wrestle with my conscence.
Paint me something pretty.
Take it in, it's not too much to see.
We knew this moment was ours, don't give it up or chase it away.
The seams on our tale start to fray.
Draw the blinds and lock the door. I'm treading water, far from shore.
The water serves to break my fall. Open up my lungs and hear my call.
This could be so much more than anything ever before.
If you put your faith in me I promise one thing, I'll never let go, never let you go.
Put your faith in me and step off the edge, I promise I'll break your fall.
You will fly if you take the plunge.
You said it couldn't be done, I said it's never been done.
This could be so much more than anything ever before.
If you put your faith in me I promise one thing, I'll never let go, never let you go.
I'm calling out to you, can you hear me?
Just believe in me. Just believe in us.
Happy thoughts like Peter Pan. The imagination of a boy that shows we all can fly.
Fly away with me.
You said it can't be done, I said it's never been done.
Just close your eyes and take my hand.
Follow me to Neverland.
This is our happy ending.
This is our answered prayer.
Veek-Tor-Re-Yer.
I will eat your lies and love its poison.
I've the superpowers to get distracted easily.
Sometimes, just because I'm listening and talkng to you, it doesn't mean we are friends.
Music circulates my blood, its rhythm runs in my veins.
I don't believe in second chances. There is a reason why it didn't work at the first time.
I swear. I have a high tendency to irritate and get irritated.
I am easily knocked over. I talk without much thinking. I do things without a particular reason. I take notice of things too much sometimes.
I don't give you the truth all the time. I dont't tell you the facts right in your face. I'll feed you lies sometimes.
And I don't deal with things the perfect way.
Most of the times, I'll argue with you for no reason whatsoever. But I usually have a pretty damn good excuse.
By the end of the day, some will love me, some will hate me. I don't mind which.
As long as you're not in that mid-ground where you love me one minute and want to rip my head off the next.
Because if things are that way, I'll make you hate me through and through.
I would like to meet people who can entertain me without having to try. Because I get bored easily.
I would love to have lots of money. I don't mind if I drown in it.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
my eyes are hurting like shit. it's all red & puffy. disgusting.
i had been sleeping/lying on bed for more than 12 hours 'til siewling's call woke me up.
then i got really depressed & tried going back to sleep.
so i half-dragged myself out of bed & got my ass to my relative's house.
wah lao. it was so saddeningly pathetic. i had to miss church because of some stupid dinner & cake(which taste like any normal cake you can get at any cake shop).
my relative sill had the guts to asked me why was my face so contorted & my eyes puffy.
shit you, 'cause of your stupid birthday, i had to miss church. & im more emo now than ever.
i wished you were never born. i bet we are all better off that way, isnt it?
but since you're born already, i cant change that fact.
why not drop dead this second, so i could have the last laugh?& you could do something kind before you die by cheering me up with your death.
shit. i was planning to study today but i cant with my disgusting eyes. plus i have like no mood.
i bet im gonna flunk my eoys if i dont start studying sooner or later.
but this isnt the time to study, even if i have the desire to. damnation.
im using most of my recent posts to complain :/
but whatever, what's a blog for if i dont complain on it?
i need a sugar hit.
but i want a bowl of hot soup more than anything.such simple desires i cant get. pathetic. i feel sick(i hope).
damnation. im in such a bad mood. that im whacking my keyboard with more force.
poor keyboard~ *pets keyboard but start whacking it harder than ever*
& guitar isnt helping much :/ im sick of listening to my mp3 too.
there's something good about my handphone. i got my memory stick/card already.
which means i can see matt good's picture whenever i lock the keypad.
i have been locking & unlocking my keypad ever since i had the picture on.
it made me felt a teeny bit comforted.
& fftl's songs are still the best.stencil in my heart in your hands. stencil in your heart, into another's hands.
close your eyes, and think of me. im taking back everything.
i cant forget your face. i cant forget what you've said.
i cant erase the memories, its like running from a ghost.
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