Friday, July 28, 2006
you said that if i cried, you would have died. I held back my tears then, i told myself i needed to be strong.
i don't blame you. You were, however, one of the people who changed my life. on surface, i thought, i changed a lot, yet... i'm still a child. struggling. i've long wanted to give up. i want to let go. but, i know if i let go, i'll regret. Everytime i loosen my grip, you seem to hold me back...but when i determined to do my best, you cruelly push me against the walls.
You taught me how to open a lock, but you didn't give me a key. You threw it away.
You don't know me. I know what you're thinking. But. What you're thinking is wrong. I know. I heard. I felt. I saw.
You told me the bus was about to come. But, the bus had long went away.
Only then, did i realise that when i lie down, i'll fall. There's only space enough for me to stand and be strong.
happiness is...
