Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Music-box Ballerina
She stands inshide her music box,
She dances for all to see,
But the one thing they don't notice -
She's longing to be free.
Thin and gentle, delicate and small,
Her perfection makes them sigh,
She shows them all a smile so bright,
But inside she wants to cry.
Trapped in her box, nowhere to go.
She hasn't got a choice,
All she longs for is to get out,
But her pain hasn't got a voice.
Her arms are growing weary -
From holding the perfect pose,
Her body's getting tired -
From standing on her toes.
Inside herself she's screaming,
To make them stop the show,
She's tired from performing -
But they can never know.
She stands inside her music box,
She performs for all to see,
A break is all she's asking for,
But wait ... that dancer's ... me.
by Hannah E. , Ypsilanti, MI
s e n s e d @ 6:27 PM
Saturday, August 20, 2005
Dissipated.
A Dream is Jus a Dream,
Until you Try.
A Plan can take a Thought,
and make it Fly...
How much must one try in order to reach one's goal.
Some never seem to be able to reach no matter how hard one tries.
I'm not trying to sound demoralised here.
But don't you think what I've said is really true?
You'll find that extremely true if you're one of them sffering such fate.
Somehow,
I wished that :
Time will either turn back or stop where it is.
I'm longing for the past.
I have no courage to face the future...
Especially when I'm all alone.
It's quite a bad entry to be kept till I come back again isn't it?
But do ponder on the questions:
How much efforts trying is considered enough?
How much studying is considered that you've studied hard enough?
I do not have the answer for the first one, for it's often I'm left beaten and disheartened..
To me, studying 24/7 is considered studying hard.
Off I am...
I wonder when I'll be back to update...
Guess it'll be a long long time... although time seems to be flashing by.
my presence won't be missed.
my absence won't be felt.
s e n s e d @ 12:26 PM
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Lovely Daisy Day
It has been a Lovely Daisy day...
Firstly meeting Lovely Soppy Darling.
You're so relieved to see her fine... smiling charmingly.
Hang in there my darling...
Everything around you can go upside down... but just hold your ground.
You'll be there to hold her down is all that your Darling has to know.
Darling dear. Thanks soooo much for your lovely Daisy. Very pretty, just like you.
You've been realllyyyy swweettt!!!
You LOVE HER~
How would you live when you both have to part? 
A Darling you saw in the afternoon.
Three more you saw in the evening.
It's been forever that you've seen each other.
The very phone call from Darwin is already a pleasent surprise.
Let alone meeting up.
Nothing much.
Sat down. ate.
Practically just talk.
Germaine is still loud. Cubby now. But cute.
Genim is still the same! It's funny how certain things remain unchanged.
Friendship is however something that can change and yet remaine unchanged.
After so long.
Do you consider us close?
Maybe we've lost touch with each other's life.
But somehow the genuine love, care and concern is still there.
It could indeed be 'friends for life'.
Thanks my lovely Dears.
I'll take care.
Maybe the next time you all see me you won't say I 'look really stressed and tired'
I'll try eat more, but really, Darwin, I don't think I'm skinny?
G,
You told me that if wanna blog, should blog about happy stuff.
I'll try.
I'll bear in mind the State theory of Adam Khoo that you told me.
Don't worry about me.
It has been a super happy day for me..
Though I've not done any work for the entire day.
But nothing matter more than spending that few precious moments with you dears.
I feel so LOVED..
and I LOVE YOU all too...
s e n s e d @ 9:57 PM
drained of red fluid...
Bleeding...
You wished that you would bleed to death.
If only dying is so easy...
If only dying is so simple.
Now that bleeding is beyond your control...
You can't help but bleed.
Feeling weaker as each day passes by.
s e n s e d @ 10:48 AM
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Your world of Emptiness...
It's funny how someone close can fail to SEE you.
Yet someone or even some people out there can be so concerned.
Enough.
You're getting yourself out if it.
It's ok if you're not given a damn about.
Learn to fly alone.
After all, you've been leading a lonely life.
What is this to you?
Living in this world all alone
Anger is not the word.
Loneliness and Emptiness are.
s e n s e d @ 10:07 PM
I Love it when it rains...
I love it when it rains
Rumble of the thunder flashes of lightning
Soft rumble soon became roars
White lightnings followed by silver drops.
It's soothing when it rains
It seems the crying have been done for you on your behalf
The anger has been vented.
Just for you.
Soft gale that blows whatever that's too light and insignigicant
But hurt done are too significant to be blown away...
Howls of the wind
Mourns of sadness and pain
I love the rain...
It washes away what's not meant to be around.
debris, dirt - pain and hurt
Not all, but at least a little.
Rainbow only appear after a rain
But not in the night
One thing that remains true -
Everything is anew after the rain
.: 12 April 2005:.
Posted it by request from Malita.
s e n s e d @ 12:56 AM
There you are.
Up to all your nonsense... monkey business.
Letting time tick away...
You are such a loser.
A night in Val's house.
Impressed.
You miss the old days when you used to be part of such luxury.
It's not the luxury you miss.
It's the cozy-ness of family.
What a comfortable bed.
You wished you can never get out of it.
Sleep your entire life away,
No worries for the rest of the days...
No drive.
No motivations.
There's when discipline comes in.
Shuen, can do it.
Nobody's going through it alone.
You all will be there for each other.
Supporting...
Comforting.
All in all, you're just a loser.
Buck up slacker.
You're way far behind.
You brought it upon yourself.
Blame no others.
I wanna hold your hands..
I wanna hold your hands....
Somehow you still mean a lot to me.
But the meaning has changed...
s e n s e d @ 12:18 AM
Saturday, August 06, 2005
Know your limits...
Quite a large chunk of journey travelled yesterday.
Consolation is, you weren't beaten.
You realized...
that there's a limit to how much you can help
those who are so dear to your heart.
All that you can do is to provide a pair of listening year...
Your sloppy shoulders to cry on.
Words of concern that may be just like breeze in the air.
There is a limit.
Do what you can.
At least you've tried.
The rest is up to them..
Help yourself instead.
For I can tell you, no body's going to help you.
What is recognition?
Is it important?
You wonder.
What is considered a fair thing to do?
It all depends on individual's propective.
It isn't in yours.
Move on. You don't need it.
As long as you know that you've done your rightful part.
It's for you to know... and none of their business...
A long day long gone.
Bitter and sweet.
At least it ended off sweet...
The pure white dessert eaten with someone dear.
Melts in your mouth, sweeten your heart.
You care.
She's so dear to you...
But what are you to her?
All you wish is for her to be dear to herself.
s e n s e d @ 9:52 AM
Monday, August 01, 2005
Just what are you thinking about...
Drifting in and out...
You've been in doubts.
Got over that stage...
And now you're stuck in this.
You wonder...
You want to ask.
If that person had been well.
Hoped that life had been good for her.
You miss her.
You do.
Don't deny it.
You can't.
You've overcome yourself.
Yet you have not.
You can't be sure of what it really means to you...
For you've gotten used to it...
It had become a common topic.
One that is mentioned everyday.
A topic which will never fail to lighten your day.
You just watch.. for you might get too deep in.
Beware.
Watch your limits.
For you ain't even sure of yourself.
Just beware.
s e n s e d @ 12:07 AM
It's funny how someone close can fail to SEE you.