Monday, November 06, 2006

pain, give yourself a name.

from one perspective, it seems rather hard.
from another though it's the opposite.
i'm really stuck at crossroads now; i have no idea what to do next.
confused, lost, dilemma;
i'm learning to breathe, literally.
i feel like a burden, i'm always seeking for answers when i talk to ben, shaun or ale.
the answer may not be positive, but i'm still dying to know.
and i was told that at least i understood how it is right now,
thus handling it would be at greater ease.

the question is, to let it go or not?
fear begets more fear, fear begets weakness.
pain, please give yourself a name.

life is short, and that's why there is this concept of 'living for the moment'.
2 of the best people i've met in my life faced their set of problems recently.
these 2 persons have been the pillars through my down times.
it was only obvious if i returned the favour.
no i cannot repay them no matter what for what they've did, but i try.
it's just that sometimes, we gotta put that concept into our lives.
i know i can't.

and you'll be gone for a long time soon,
i'm stuck in a moment i can't get out of.
from what it seems now,
i being pessimistic and a thinker;
can't help but realise that chances are really slim.
moreover there's no progress
and tell me what can i do in order to make it natural?
i want to believe.
it's not that i lack confidence.
perhaps just a tingle of assurance could really help.

"Seems like I'm always on my own,
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my own...
All the stars and boulevards aren't close enough for you...

Late nights, won't do me justice
Cause when I drink...
I just get so damn depressed,
And its not like, I ain't trying to get over you.
It's just hard to look at the seasons, pass me over too...

Seems like I'm always on my own,
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my own...
All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you...

One last phone call from you, it wouldn't hurt much,
Just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch,
Any inch of you that hasn't said it all or
Read it all or sung my life away."