Wednesday, August 27, 2003

take my hand, and wake me up from this never-ending slumber.

kiss my hand, so that i know this dream has become reality.



let the world bleed, and sky crumble...

for we are meant for each other.

you and me, together...

now and forever.

Sunday, August 17, 2003

in life, you decide what are the things you want to keep on your mind,
and what are the things that you will forget.



i want to slim down my flabby arms and waist.

i want to have a better complexion.

i need more money.

i want to handle all my schoolwork perfectly.

i want to see the people i like face to face.

i want my parents to be happy.

i want to be happy.

i want a lover.


it's all about me now.



Saturday, August 09, 2003

you can come for me anytime you like.
i already had my luggage packed.

so many times in this game, i waited in vain for you.
where you'd gone to?
is my name on your list? will you add it in please?

sorry i can't bring myself to you.
i don't have the guts to.

i hope you come to me gently,
in the middle of my sleep.
when noone's looking, lead me away.
i really don't enjoy playing this game.


you can come for me anytime you like.
i already had my luggage packed.

Friday, August 08, 2003

things always go where they don't belong in life.


if i'm god, i would have a lot of manouvering to do with this world.
if i'm in charge, i will fix all those "impossible" problems with one touch.
if everyone listens to me, i'll never weep.
if i can change things just by thinking, he will never be like this.

sadly, i'm not a deity: the world manouvers me.
sadly, i was never in charge: problems stay the way they are.
sadly, nobody quite listens when i speak,
and i can't change anything just by thinking...

but i'm not ashamed, because we're all the same.
in this world we don't belong, nobody has the right to say who's right...
or who's wrong.
so am i wrong, or am i right,
to say things always go where they don't belong in life?

Friday, August 01, 2003

when will i "grow up" and stop relying on other people?
what is the definition of a "grown up"?


you don't have to hurry me,
cause i am already on my way....
you don't really know what you are saying,
and you don't want to know what i'll turn out to be...
eventually.

you don't have to scream at me,
cause i am not listening.
you don't seem to know,
and you don't give a damn
as to how much we care.

so why should i compromise anymore?
i'm on this one way road all alone...
losing myself as i go.
the devil's knocking on my door.
should i flee or answer his call?

it's really all up to me...
i listen to nobody.




Acoustic #3 - Goo Goo Dolls

They painted up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the least they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew

And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No one's listening anyway

Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here unknown
And your mother loves your father
Cause she's got nowhere to go

And she wonders where these dreams go
Cause the world got in her way
What's the point in ever trying
Nothing's changing anyway

They press their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're falling anyway

And you know I see right through you
Cause the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
You're not listening anyway


will you continue to polish your skills in being so hash with the words you say to me? would you continue to malign me in this relationship,...