Me, Myself and I
- Rean al ben yahya
- I know it is not perfect, But it's life.Life is MESSY sometimes..
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Love + secret+ hope+ ignorant = hurt
She loved that person.
- But...She kept it as a secret.
Even now she's hoping the other will reciprocate her naive feelings...
Because the other continued showing her the kindness the world will never has to offer.
I shut all of my senses...
Afraid to see how much blood of hope seeping out of her pores of faith later...when she decided to fall.
I think to myself...' Kindness could ultimately turned to be cruel without even us knowing it. Peace between them was good but...keeping distance might be good too'
- But...She kept it as a secret.
Even now she's hoping the other will reciprocate her naive feelings...
Because the other continued showing her the kindness the world will never has to offer.
I shut all of my senses...
Afraid to see how much blood of hope seeping out of her pores of faith later...when she decided to fall.
I think to myself...' Kindness could ultimately turned to be cruel without even us knowing it. Peace between them was good but...keeping distance might be good too'
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Monday, March 12, 2012
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Loneliness
2am, where do I begin,
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.
I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most.
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.
Dancing slowly in an empty room,
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby.
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again.
Too afraid to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night.
But the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me til I fall asleep.
Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me and the lonely.
Crying off my face again.
The silent sound of loneliness
Wants to follow me to bed.
I'm a ghost of a girl that I want to be most.
I'm the shell of a girl that I used to know well.
Dancing slowly in an empty room,
Can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby.
Let you go and let the lonely in
To take my heart again.
Too afraid to go inside
For the pain of one more loveless night.
But the loneliness will stay with me
And hold me til I fall asleep.
Broken pieces of
A barely breathing story
Where there once was love
Now there's only me and the lonely.
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