Saturday, February 28, 2009
My life, My Memory
Everyone like to be pleased,
and ending up blistered.
Everyone is sleeping,
and I'm struggling.
But what I'm wondering,
about the world of jingling.
thousands of picture,
millions of memories.
and which one,
actually belong to me?
Where is my memories?
and ending up blistered.
Everyone is sleeping,
and I'm struggling.
But what I'm wondering,
about the world of jingling.
thousands of picture,
millions of memories.
and which one,
actually belong to me?
Where is my memories?
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Life's funny
Life is funny,
When you did something good
And they will say you bad.
"I want like this and not like that."
Ok, I will do it like this.
How will I be able to improve if I'm being barred from being good?
"Rules are meant to be broken"
I Followed the rules and what I get in return is,
Nothing but funny things.
Well, life can be funny.
For the one who's study.
Making me like monkey.
And telling me, I'm sissy.
Can anyone tell me, how could this be?
The world seems so funny! Which apart from reality.
Well, I'm get used to the life which is funny.
So I tell myself:"This World is not real, so Face it with dare even though it looks fool!"
When you did something good
And they will say you bad.
"I want like this and not like that."
Ok, I will do it like this.
How will I be able to improve if I'm being barred from being good?
"Rules are meant to be broken"
I Followed the rules and what I get in return is,
Nothing but funny things.
Well, life can be funny.
For the one who's study.
Making me like monkey.
And telling me, I'm sissy.
Can anyone tell me, how could this be?
The world seems so funny! Which apart from reality.
Well, I'm get used to the life which is funny.
So I tell myself:"This World is not real, so Face it with dare even though it looks fool!"
Life's just like a drink
I don't know that,
Life's just like a drink.
It might be colourful in appearance,
but you will never know what's the taste inside.
Bitter, sweet or whatever.
That goes to the human too,
They might look good,
but you will never know who they really are.
Life's just like a drink.
It might be colourful in appearance,
but you will never know what's the taste inside.
Bitter, sweet or whatever.
That goes to the human too,
They might look good,
but you will never know who they really are.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Evil Spirit!
Eye of mine, is the count of isle.
From the mountain and to the island,
And my eye are fulfilling bind
Who will bind because of kind,
but all world bind for the evil kind.
Politic is dirty, and that's really nasty.
Is your eye bind because of it?
From the mountain and to the island,
And my eye are fulfilling bind
Who will bind because of kind,
but all world bind for the evil kind.
Politic is dirty, and that's really nasty.
Is your eye bind because of it?
Shooting Star
For a gal from the far
it's like a shooting star.
Making the sky full of Lines.
and making my heart.
Feel Alive.
Who is she, and who am I,
To the moon, and I ask why...
Endless night, with rainy sky,
Sleepless night with creamy mind.
It's indeed tonight,
a wonderful twilight for both of a kind
it's like a shooting star.
Making the sky full of Lines.
and making my heart.
Feel Alive.
Who is she, and who am I,
To the moon, and I ask why...
Endless night, with rainy sky,
Sleepless night with creamy mind.
It's indeed tonight,
a wonderful twilight for both of a kind
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