Carry on my wayward son...

there'll be peace when you are done...

do you ever feel the need to turn back time.
not just to undo that mistake you did.
not to get the lucky 4 digits for the lottery..

but to turn back..
to a time not so far back..
take a book..
sit down..
watch the clouds..
and just enjoy the day..
slowly..

instead of the hectic timing we have...

hmmm

then again..
getting the 4 digits isn't that bad..

hmmm

- You make stealing hearts look so easy, Where is the girl I adore? -

One drop of blood..

Sometimes i ponder to myself why you can't be honest with me..
upright with me.

smack me right in the stomach and be direct to me.

sometimes. you leave me all alone.
not bothered to inform me anything..
not bothered to even talk to me.

most times. you leave me , myself to my imagination.
like his my best friend and not you.

sometimes, i just wonder too much sometimes.

perhaps it's you.
perhaps it's me.

but i'm certain.
it's us.

that we have to work towards.

if only, you would open yourself to me.
to let me know the real you.
and not hide behind some shell.

we could stand the test of time...

maybe i'm sensitive.
or perhaps you ain't bothered.

you're no devil.
and I'm no saint.

but i know.
i'll be there for you when you need someone.
to talk to.
to rant to.
to scream at.
to just be there.

but, will you be there. to accept me to be there for you?

sometimes...
i just ponder why..
you won't be honest with me.

why..

am i alone...

when i know.. you exist..




^{Abstract from some emo kid.}

- You make stealing hearts look so easy, Where is the girl I adore? -

in awhile.. once again..

It's that day again..

23.

18

21

42

doesn't really make a difference.

not many remember.

even more don't bother.

guess it's the same every year..
i guess i'll really be a chip off the old block..
lonely and sad..

but.. at least.. i treasure those who actually remembers..
but.. to those whom i really appreciate... and yet..don't remember..

that's what hurts me most..
people whom i bother to take concern about..
but..
they don't even notice..
don't even bother..

it's sad..
but.. hey.. it's me we're talking about.

who bothers about me to begin with.

just another day.
just another night.

guess it's another year that will be the similar to the previous.

_{as they stare through us...we'll scream on through..
just to let them know...how much they truly mean to us...}

- You make stealing hearts look so easy, Where is the girl I adore? -