Wednesday, October 21, 2009

What is?

Ignorant.
Peacemaker.
Failed connector.
Filler.
The 11th Mate.
The 12th Man.
Paparazzi.
Invisible.
Envier.
Villain.
Balsa.
Deep.
Idiotic.
Louder.
Bittersweet.
Between.
Sorrow.
Sieved.

It is what it is.
Bitch.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Declaration

There will come a time when u'll feel like waking up to reality, and everything that happened was only a dream, an endless dream. I'm waking up, to see that the memories are fading into dusts. It happened so fast and yet I've felt like living for a lifetime in this. I'm caught in the middle.

Another day without human voice of disguise, it felt so peaceful, yet so lonely... We stop interfering anymore, you have your little world to spin, and guess I'll just live mine. The red letter day of mine is a burden of yours. Why bother? What used to make you laugh doesn't do the trick anymore. You've bought a new sense of humor, perhaps a new wrong or right too. You've redrawn a new circle of life, I have no alternatives but spinning out of control. You're now a rootless tree. You've left behind what you once were to pursue the new you. Maybe you're wandering happily in your gold labyrinth, or am I the one in the maze?

This is your declaration of war, and I with due respect, ready to accept it.
If you have the slightest idea to cease, please ask yourself : Can you hear me, when I call your name?

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Photo

A photo told me that people can lie so much about everything...
A photo told me that I am me, and they are them, nothing more...
A photo told me that friendship is only a word to describe status between me & u, without meaning it...

A photo told me these,
Does it do the same to you?

A photo can be so real and so fake,
Snap, snap...
U faked a smile and it's captured,
I faked an emotion and it's hidden,
Yet it can show us so much,
If u search deeper within it,
And u'll know,
That the photo is just it,
Nothing more, nothing less,
Just a photo....

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Salvation

Maybe redemption has stories to tell,
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell,
Where can you go to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here.....
And I dare you to move....

Saturday, March 21, 2009

The Other Side Of Dragonball

I'm now in this loop of depression. Guess no one can really save me out of it. Perhaps it's true I let myself into it. Maybe I even dug my own loop. I got tangled up in the middle of empty silence and there's no sweet escape out of it. You said you cared no more because you knew, from the very beginning, that everything is temporary. Perhaps this is longer than what you've expected and I hope to prove you wrong, that I'm permanent, and so is everything else. I'd go hungry, I 'd go black and blue, because I'm too, like you, a living soul.

Just watched Dragonball Evolution after the disappointing test. Basically to rate this movie, it could be one of the worst movie of the year. I mean, there are loop holes every here and there, the plot was not as good as the original and the list goes on and on. But if we're a little less picky, it could be an entertaining movie. Maybe Justin Chatwin isn't the best Goku but at least he's charming and he took the challenge playing the role. And I realized, if we expect less from it, we won't find it that bad after all even though it's the worst.

Perhaps it goes the same for life too. The more we expect from it, the more disappointment we get. The less the better. I've been expecting less from life, but somehow, less come out of less. What can I expect?

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Angel

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn.
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies.
That you make up for all that you lack.
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time.
It's easier to believe.
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness.
That brings me to my knees.....

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Dance The Grace

Some people can see a desert of roses, but I can only see a field of corpses. I was born fragile, made breakable. I can't survive a blunt arrow. I can shatter with a simple evil touch. I have the courage but not the strength, because I thought there were us, all of us, but now I know there was only me all along.

Still, I hope you dance. All of you. Because it compensates what's lost from all of you, it brings you colours you never thought they exist, and it satisfies my little selfishness. So I hope you dance, all of you.......... I'm sorry I disappointed all of you.

Friday, February 20, 2009

So Called Chaos

You may shake the tree and the buds may fall, but I hunger for more. Perhaps the puzzles are in place, but I mind the lines. I'm way off my comfort zone now, I don't even recognize where it is already. I need a map to show me a route to it, then I may again regain what's lost. At least I hope so, when September ends.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Life

I am rigid but hollow. I thought life was always easy. I thought I just have to go through everyday like any other days. I thought life was created for us and we are the dominants.... but that was not even close. When we couldn't feel love, we felt life. That's what I was taught. Life was created for us to fit in. But the funny question is are we manipulating our lives or the other way round? I am manipulated.

Have you ever felt empty? I did. Something I couldn't expressed why. Sometimes I hope people understand. Somehow I hope they ask, no matter who, as close as those being beside me or even further away. Because it makes me feel better. Because it shows they care. But will I tell if they do? I don't know. Cause I keep things, even the smallest matter sometimes. Maybe that is why people stopped asking. I'm being ironic, ain't I? I hate myself.

I don't know what happened anymore. I'm fallen. We tried but still, nothing seemed to work out right. I'm just praying it gets better, that the wounds can heal, cause it kills you softly everytime you look at it. I'm praying, praying still.....

Friday, February 13, 2009

8 Facts About Me

1. I'm easily forgotten. To put in a more cruel way will be I'm sometimes invisible or easily get left behind.

2. I don't eat alone. As in I don't like to. Rather skip meals if were to eat alone.

3. I'm moody sometimes mostly because I'm upset or disappointed with myself.

4. My presence in a crowd alone makes me insecure. I'm afraid of being alone. I'm scared of loneliness.

5. I do not have the guts to approach others and i hate myself for that but it makes me grateful if they approach me in return.

6. I'm afraid when communication is getting lesser but mending it is my weakness.

7. People tend to compare me with others, and most of the times, I lost.

8. People find it hard to start conversations with me because I suck in starting conversations. I somehow hope people can start conversations with me without difficulties.

Gosh, wish I'm a better person!

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Banned?

Happiness can be devastating, loneliness can be bliss, a different kind of bliss..... I thought they knew well, but no one did.... Maybe they did, just something less important was more important.

Some people are born Mr./Ms. Popularity. Some are made one. While some, thanks to surroundings & environment, are seen like one. Sometimes you look at them and your judgement take over the facts that perhaps no one will know but himself. I'm wondering if I'm one, worse perhaps. I've seen someone, with the highest consideration possible, being hated to the ground. I'm confused already, maybe this is how the wheel is supposed to spin, whether you like it or not.

I'm sorry I have the bond I cannot compromise. Cause I think you have yours too, just it's still buried deep inside of you, controlling you without your own conscience. Everyone has their own perspectives on certain things, but we can never decide which one is wrong or right. I do believe both have to exist at the same time. Sorry if you disagree.

Lately I've been thinking, I've earned lots of them, lost more, saving more but saved few. By simple calculations, I'm now negative. Maybe I'm born this way and I hated it. I'm never prior and I made myself even less than that. The world is so big but there isn't a place for me to fit in. Can't I fit in? Can I?

And to think that I lost my keys to my door, that I flunk my own confidence, it just sucks.

Friday, January 2, 2009