Thursday, May 3, 2012


To go to travel, we need to do several stuffs, the measurements of luggage, others too. I longed for the Independence. However Independence comes with a price. It is having a clear and confident voice of truth and justice that inspires the heart of the person we are talking with. All i need is to have a genuine concern. I just have to live with certain aspects of my flaws.

I went to a paradise. A paradise I entered second time in my life. I ought to stay focused. Why am I born like this? Please put a focus. Someone used the strategies to ask a favour for in return of another. Shall i clear all the debts i owe these years to all the people around me. I feel guilty at times, the pain someone make sacrifices for the happiness of another.

Reading, writing, drawing.All these are interests to release my emotional baggage when i hope not to keep on repeating things that i want to ask to people. I really hope to reduce my sleep to 4.5 hours daily or less. Maybe I am trying to keep myself occupied and torture myself so I will forget the pain I have build to certain people, the teachers, the friends I came across. All those efforts that put in me. Please tell me that. No point, i just hope to survive, like in a jungle searching for every puzzles of boxes, people put behind. Then we continue the next journey. A road of path, people put a stop in my life, they moves on after that. we have to move by ourselves, someone comes and goes too. I don't wish to compare no more. However, everyone is looking for competitions.

Moulin Rouge
There was a boy, a very enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, over land and sea. Don't be fooled evil, a little shy. And a sad of life.but very wise was he. And then one day, a magic day, he passed my way, and while we spoke of many things, fools and things. Things he says to me, the greatest thing you ever learn is just to love and be love in return.

Freedom, beauty, truth and love. Poetry. Life is an awful bore. Living is just a chore. That you do' cause death's not much fun. I've just the antitode and though I must have gloat. Here we are now,entertain us. we feel stupid and contagious. Got some dark desire love to play with fire. why not let it rip. live a little bit.

The Poetry

It is a little funny. I am not those who can easily hide. It is the best I can do. 

My gift is my song. This one is for you. It may be quite simple. I hope you don't mind, you don't mind. How wonderful life is, with you . Well some of these verses, they gave me cross. It is for the people around you. So excuse me forgetting. I have forgotten if they are blue or green. You are the sweetest eyes you ever meet. It may be quite simple, but it's over. How wonderful life is, now you are all gone. Continental. It is opulent, tremendous, stupendous, gargantuan bedazzlement, a sensual ravishment. No words in the ravaniculent.

A story about a time, a place, the people. People around me come and go. I want to show concern about my life, the opportunity's i have. i shall learn to give and not take much. To what extent, should i trust someone. I don't want to be bother by greed, the emotions struggles, the pain of people giving headaches to one another. Also, for me to give headaches to people.

A favour is a favour. what kind of Communication is that? i know i am a very sensitive person who thinks too much and i shouldn't have care too much.

A person phrase of friendship is over hurts, cause they mentions i don't trust person. What really matters? I am easily tired of human relationships. I do have to FOCUS more on myself.

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