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left outside alone, sometimes its oh so true. Tuesday, February 23, 2010 All my life I’ve been waiting For you to bring a fairy tale my way Been living in a fantasy without meaning It’s not okay I don’t feel safe I don't feel safe.. Ohhh.. Left broken empty in despair Wanna breath can’t find air Thought you were sent from up above But you and me never had love So much more I have to say Help me find a way And I wonder if you know How it really feels To be left outside alone When it’s cold out here Well maybe you should know Just how it feels To be left outside alone To be left outside alone I tell ya.. All my life I’ve been waiting For you to bring a fairytale my way Been living in a fantasy without meaning It’s not okay I don’t feel safe I need to pray Why do you play me like a game? Always someone else to blame Careless, helpless little man Someday you might understand There’s not much more to say But I hope you find a way Still I wonder if you know How it really feels To be left outside alone When it’s cold out here Well maybe you should know Just how it feels To be left outside alone To be left outside alone I tell ya.. All my life I’ve been waiting For you to bring a fairytale my way Been living in a fantasy without meaning It’s not okay I don’t feel safe I need to pray And I wonder if you know How it really feels To be left outside alone When it’s cold out here Well maybe you should know Just how it feels To be left outside alone To be left outside alone All my life I’ve been waiting For you to bring a fairytale my way Been living in a fantasy without meaning It’s not okay I don’t feel safe I need to pray exams exams exams. have you ever truly, noticed, clouds? Wednesday, February 17, 2010 They travel the world. Drifting, nomads with neither home nor herd. Servants to the merciless wind, they have no purpose, no direction, their focus as wide as the vast azure sky. These wanderers are constantly being, pushed and pulled, at the whim of their ruthless foes. Amongst the throngs of cotton white whisps, the abominations of nature too, have a variety of different personalities. Like mankind, there are the frontrunners of the crowd, who are constantly at the top of their game, never once conceding defeat without a fight; Then, there are the followers, who are always eagerly lapping behind the leaders, just, people who go with the flow; With all due respect, there are also the stragglers, or rather, the "emo" kids. These quiet thinkers prefer to be alone to channel their thoughts, and refuse to associate themselves with the herd in order to maintain their unique status; And lastly, there is also the group whom we favour the most: they form shapes at their own expense, for the joy , of the screaming children and the artistic appreciation of the adults. They are enlightened by being a blessing to others, to see the people below smile at their painstakingly fashioned forms. (and this is where the sermon on blessed to be a blessing comes in). Clouds. Are, temporary delights that add to the scenic value, which is a part of the water cycle and shelter that gives us shade from the blistering sun; Clouds are giant candyflosses that obscures the sun from reaching us; Clouds are humid suffocation before rain and thunder; Clouds are dangerous mists which could wreck havoc on an airplane clouds are nothing more than water vapour, they are non-living things, fools! Alas, what are clouds, to you? bitter. damn. Monday, February 15, 2010 Life sucks. Period. No matter how hard I work, or how hard I try, I'll never be able to do as well as I expect to. My trip to KL had seemed so relaxed, where I could cast my worries aside. But now, I've realised that I could only escape reality temporarily. And now I have to come back, to where I started. a tribute to helen kellar. she's awesome btw :] Thursday, February 4, 2010 Her life was enveloped in an infinity of darkness, a murderous dark labyrinth incessantly weaving its treacherous tendrils through her mind. Haunting, suffocating. She could hear, she could smell; She could taste, she could touch. Yet, she longed to escape from the roots of her awakening. She yearned to see: The luscious flora and fauna, that seemed to be brimming with mother nature's whimsically brightly-pattterned creatures; The snow-capped peaks of the Himalayas, and the folding of wave over wave, in the Dead Sea. She longed to scrutinise the immaculate detailing of a human's face, and its explicitly crafted facial expressions: Smiling, laughing, crying, eating, sleeping, playing. She yearned to be a part of this world, to be able to see the earth in all its splendour. She dreamt of fawning over her first rainbow; of watching the ominent dark clouds let loose tiny water droplets. In turrents; to admire with her very own eyes, the fascinating 8 wonders of the world; She would give anything to regain her sight. She would give everything to fulfill her dream. She wanted to see, She needed to see. She had to see. However, she knew that she could not, she would not, and she will never see. Life. |
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