Monday, March 28, 2011

Dear you,.....

Dear you,

No one ever told you to play me

No one ever told you to even try me

No one ever told you to mess with me

 

Now that you decide to play

And trying to mess

Let me tell you something,

I have nothing to do with revenge

Nor pay back

Because I know that beautiful sunny day will come

The day you'll face your own karma

Karma that you pathetically deserved

Karma's a bitch

So, shut up

Face it

And......do enjoy!

 

Best regards,

Me, the one that you always love to mess with

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Part 1

Only minutes away from having random conversation with you

Probably a useless and unimportant one

But deep down, it’s simply what I want

For you to know a little bit something each day

By then, one day, you’ll realize what I want

I can only wish that one day won’t be too late

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

bend over you, BOSSY!

You stand right there

Can't stop yourself from yelling to everybody

You give me quite a pathetic show

When people say "yes"

And just go along with you acting so bossy

Suddenly it starts dramatically funny

When people start waking

Realize you're way too bossy

And your bossy thingy are nothing

They start to left you

Let you alone yelling with no one listening

Seriously, you look so dumb right now.

 

Ps : Special dedication for those who freakingly love being bossy. Much love from me, dear.

Monday, March 14, 2011

No longer my home...

I used to feel safe that no one can break me down, because it's the foundation of mine.

I used to feel comfort that everytime the world starts to look so upside down, I'd always run to it.

It's no longer the place that I used to call home.

 

It used to be the place where I can always laugh while on the inside I was crying

It used to be the place where I magically can forget tons of my negative thought and be positive.

It's no longer the place that I used to call home.

 

Now it's not laugh anymore, it's me shedding out my tears.

Now it's not smile anymore, it's me putting out my grim face.

 

I change. They change. People change.

It supposed to be normal. But turn out, it hurts me.

I missed the old days, when laughing was as easy as breathing.

I missed the old times, when communicating was as simple as talking.

 

I'm losing all. It's just enough. I began to numb. I concede.