Saturday, July 17, 20102:01 AM
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i dont know how and when i would start dreaming about you.
i dont know how and when it all happened like it do.
wherever and whenever, you'll pop out of nowhere.
and sooner or later i realise its that bad.
there are reasons where i wish to shun,
there are reason where i understand i have to take a step back.
and whenever i tink of that. i realise it isnt ryte.
but sometimes the heart speaks more than my brain.
and somehow i cant react to the situation correctly.
its as though the heart wont listen to the brain,
and my thoughts react purely on the command of the heart.
the reasons no longer exists.
the rational behind everything no longer matches with my selfish and childish thoughts.
it isnt ryte, but how am i supposed to make it ryte?
everything is wrong. and the thoughts jus keep running the dam.
are there ways i can stop the heart frm feeling too much,
are there ways where i can make the brain stop thinking about the unnecessary ways?
it seems as though it is impossible.
it seems as though i can break anytime soon again.
reflections upon the mirror,
and what do you see..
a reflected image of me,
but in a sadder mode.
the mirrored version of me,
doesnt look like me.
with a million mirrors and million masks,
its easy to make myself a different person.
in many ways,
i try to distract my attention from you,
jus simply by working alone.
and work to me, has been the greatest thing in my life.
it occupies my time,
it brings the emptiness in me away.
mezmerized by the beauty of life.
how can i be bothered and bind down by all these?
i can never seek an answer.
how can i lean against a shoulder when i spared mine to others.
and no one else could lend me theirs.
and i dint realise........
i dont know how and when it all happened like it do.
wherever and whenever, you'll pop out of nowhere.
and sooner or later i realise its that bad.
there are reasons where i wish to shun,
there are reason where i understand i have to take a step back.
and whenever i tink of that. i realise it isnt ryte.
but sometimes the heart speaks more than my brain.
and somehow i cant react to the situation correctly.
its as though the heart wont listen to the brain,
and my thoughts react purely on the command of the heart.
the reasons no longer exists.
the rational behind everything no longer matches with my selfish and childish thoughts.
it isnt ryte, but how am i supposed to make it ryte?
everything is wrong. and the thoughts jus keep running the dam.
are there ways i can stop the heart frm feeling too much,
are there ways where i can make the brain stop thinking about the unnecessary ways?
it seems as though it is impossible.
it seems as though i can break anytime soon again.
reflections upon the mirror,
and what do you see..
a reflected image of me,
but in a sadder mode.
the mirrored version of me,
doesnt look like me.
with a million mirrors and million masks,
its easy to make myself a different person.
in many ways,
i try to distract my attention from you,
jus simply by working alone.
and work to me, has been the greatest thing in my life.
it occupies my time,
it brings the emptiness in me away.
mezmerized by the beauty of life.
how can i be bothered and bind down by all these?
i can never seek an answer.
how can i lean against a shoulder when i spared mine to others.
and no one else could lend me theirs.
and i dint realise........
