Tuesday, July 3, 2007

I've Been A Fool Again! HAHAHAHHA

Seriously Dumb

Here I am feeling like shit,
And all the others loving this shit.
Here I am giving my heart,
And all the others stomping it hard.

It has happened once again,
Like a routine everyday.
It has happened once again,
Crushing my trust all away.

So you think I’m that dumb?
Oh yes I’ve always been this dumb.
So why have I always been this dumb?
Cause I’ve given my every trust without any doubt.

But what goes around comes around.
Now that I know, it’s all over.
Thanks for that pad on the back,
It was more like a stab in my back.

For how much I’ve tried to defend you,
And all I get is being a fool.
I’ve been a complete fool,
Feeling guilty for donkeys like you.

So you think I do not know,
But God knows, you know and someday I’ll know.
So you think I’m still a fool,
But God has decided that i should know.

Here I am trying to heal myself,
But there you are attempting to kill me.
Here I am in so much pain,
And there you are enjoying all gains.

Somehow God has decided to reveal you,
Somehow God has decided to savage me,
Somehow I get to know it today,
Somehow your secrets is no more in veil.

Thanks for waking me up once again,
Thanks for giving me all these pain.
Thanks for reminding me how dumb I am,
Thanks for making me a fool once again.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Think, Thought, Thinked? Thoughted?

Sometimes, Most of the time, I Believe

Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing,
Sometimes I ponder over the slightest thing.
Sometimes I try to predict what will happen,
Sometimes I can see the things that would happen.
Sometimes I go against what I’ve deduced,
Sometimes I think too much that I’m reduced.

Most of the time I know I’m not.
Most of the time I get over worried.
Most of the time I’m right.
Most of the time I wish I was wrong.
Most of the time I hope things would change.
Most of the time I can’t not think.

I’m stubborn at times cause I hope things will change.
I’m paranoid at times cause I am pessimistic.
I’m not a fortune teller, I just base on my experience.
I think of different scenarios to how others would react.
I think it’s hard for situations to go in another direction.
I think it’s tiring to keep thinking.

I believe one day things will turn out right.
I believe my worries are for a good reason.
I believe with predictions I know what to do.
I believe every decision has its choices.
I believe I can change the way things would turn out someday.
I believe better solutions can come up if I keep thinking.

Sometimes I wonder if anyone believes in me.
Sometimes I hope someone will be there for me.
Most of the time things don’t turn out the way I hope they’ll be.
Most of the time I tend to give more then I take.
I’m changing but I’m still me deep inside.
I think people change to protect themselves.
I believe someday someone will understand and appreciate me.
I believe one day someone will walk with me.

Is there someone out there?
Who is willing to hold me close?
Believe in me,
Try to understand me,
Appreciate me
And is willing to walk with me,
Down this winding road filled with villains?

Friday, June 22, 2007

I Just Wanna Hold You

All About You

It’s 4am, I’m lying on the bed and all I see is you.
It’s 4am, I’m trying to fall a sleep but instead I fell for you.
I try to clear my mind of you, but every time I try,
Your smile just appears before me.
The harder I try, the hard I can’t get my mind off you.

I’m poisoned, poisoned by you.
Your poison is flowing through me, overcoming me,
It’s insane; it seems that you have taken over me.
How I wish I can hold your hand, how I wish I could hug you.
I want to cry in your arms, I want to cry with tears of joy.

Every time I imagine holding your hand, I would fly to wonderland.
Every time I think of your smile, I’ll melt away.
Oh, how I wish I have you right beside me.
Every time I think of you, my heart aches because I know I can’t have you.
Every time we say goodbye, it seems to be the last time we can ever meet.

Every little care and concern you give, it just makes my day.
Every little care and concern you give, I’ll be contented for the day.
I wanna sing to you, I wanna sing for you.
I wanna hold you close and tell you I love you.
But you seem so far, too far for me to reach you.

I’ve chosen a route that I thought would bring me close to you.
I’ve chosen a path that I thought I can walk with you.
Oh, how wrong can I get, oh please let me be right.
But it seems like I’m at the edge of the earth.
But it seems like another step and I’ll fall and never be able to reach you.

My heart is aching, weird, but it’s aching.
My heart is crying, weird, but it’s crying.
Oh, what did I get myself into?
My heart is aching as I might lose you.
My heart is crying, crying out for you.

I can’t do anything but just wait and pray.
I can’t make any moves as it might be a wrong one.
I just hope and pray for the best, for the path that God have chosen for me.
I also hope and pray to be able to hold you close to me,
And walk down the path just for you and me.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

It's dumb to be nice.....

It Doesn’t Pay To Be Nice

It doesn’t pay to be nice,
You give your heart; you give your soul,
But in return they step on your toes.
It doesn’t pay to be kind,
You give your smile; you give your love.
But in return they walk all over you.

It doesn’t pay to look out for others,
It’s better to look out for yourself
cause no one looks out for you.
It doesn’t pay to give in to others,
It’s better to take from others
cause no one appreciates you.

It doesn’t pay to be generous,
They take from you, they never stop,
They’ll swallow you.
It doesn’t pay to be gentle,
They snatch from you, they never end,
They’ll murder you.

It doesn’t pay to be nice,
It doesn’t pay to be kind,
It doesn’t pay to look out for others,
It doesn’t pay to give in to others,
It doesn’t pay to be generous,
It doesn’t pay to be gentle.

It only pays when you are the cashier.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

My PMS??

Weird

I am feeling weird, weird as life.
I am feeling weird, weird as science.
My feelings are mixed with all sorts of mines.
My feelings are mixed with all sorts of spice.

I’m lost in my own world.
I’m lost in this vast world.
My mouth is chewing fries, but my stomach contains flies.
My watch watches time flies, but my heart slowly dies.

Something is missing; I don’t know what it is.
Something is missing; I wonder where it is.
There’s a hole in my heart; I can’t find it.
There’s a hole in my soul; I can’t feel it.

I’m feeling weird, as weird as it is.
I’m feeling weird, as weird as can be.
I’m searching for my piece, to find me peace.
I’m searching for that piece, to give me that peace.

I’m feeling weird, as weird as you and me.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

My Cute Little Students!

Kids!

Kids are up kids are down,
Kids are all around the floor.
Kids are left kids are right,
Kids are all around the shop.

Here they are up and down,
Jumping with joy full of life!
Here they are left and right,
Running around out of sight!

Kids get happy kids get sad,
But all they ask is your pat!
Kids get bruises kids get scratch,
But all they ask is your care!

Here they are full of might,
Can’t get tired without a fight!
Here they are full of drive,
Can’t get weary till at night!

Love them here, love them there.
Love to be them when you’re vexed!

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Unsure, uncertain, unknown.....

Uncertainty

I’m feeling sour, not with jealousy
but a pinch of worry.
I’m feeling sour, not with jealousy
but a pinch of uncertainty.

What was the problem?
Was it with me?
What was the problem?
Did I do something?

I’ll feel sour till it’s resolved.
I’ll have something clinging on,
Clinging on my heart till I sort things out.
Aren’t I the best? Can’t I compare to the rest?

So I’m just a substitute?
I’m not on the priority list?
Are you taking me for granted?
Who do you think I am?

I’ll not be a substitute’s substitute.
I’ll give my everything for a responsibility.
I’ve never taken you for granted.
So don place me in uncertainty, don leave me in ambiguity.