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Thursday, February 26, 2009

treasure trove


in order to be happy,
i need to learn how to don't weight in people's thought so much.
i live in this world for myself,not for the image i wanna poise in people's eyes.
i need to learn how you cope with perseverance,
and how people's word doesn't sway your beliefs.
i want to smile at life's unhappiness like you,
i want to rip the fruits of years of discipline.

i need to set my targets right,
never get leaded out of the way.
i need your help,
will u hold my hand forever on.
i know whatever i want to do will be a lot tougher,
if i don't have a shoulder,for me to shudder.

learning life in another way,
from a brand new day.
i must change my way of life,
to curb old bad habits and replace new ones.
to make sure everything is progressive,
not rearward.

thanks for the hugs and kisses that were so inveigled,
thanks for the smiles u have learn to plant on me.
and thanks for making me realize the most fundamental of life,
i hope all's fine,in whatever whenever.
me and you,
me and life.



yc

会吗?


如果在一起会很辛苦,
分开是解脱吗?

不能在一起的人,
解脱了会快乐吗?

长不大的我,
在你眼里是累赘吗?

我也想把自己变成你脑子里形容的那样,
但我做不到。

对不起~

我需要时间来整顿自己繁杂的头脑。
我不了解你所为的,对我们好的动作。



yc

我不是你想象的那么勇敢 - 梁文音


有时候太坚强,
笑容却添不满眼眶。
越是想要隐藏,
歌声却唱地根响亮。
直到如到心里最深处,
你不要追问我还缺了些什么。
每个人都有梦,幸福却站在最远方。
心中越是渴望,越是不敢享受拥抱。
谁的心是我最后一站,我常问我自己。
现在还没有个答案。

我不是你想象,那么勇敢。
多想让你保护能流泪一场,
让我放下武装,象个孩子一样。
单纯的把爱情放在你心上。

每个人都有梦,幸福却站在最远方。
心中越是渴望,越是不敢享受拥抱。
谁的心是我最后一站,我常问我自己。
现在还没有个答案。

我不是你想象,那么勇敢。
多想让你保护能流泪一场,
让我放下武装,象个孩子一样。
单纯的把爱情放在你心上。

我不是你想象,总是扮演坚强。
多想让你知道我也要个伴。
放下讨厌武装,象个孩子一样。
单纯的把爱情放在你心上。

我不是你想象的那么勇敢.





yc

乐在其中


幸福是很间简单的。

*爱*

你对我的不体贴,
是因为你很忙。
你对我的要求,
是你要我变的根好。
你说的每一句话,
我都会把它们当真。
在你眼里很坚强的我,
自信心是自己用想法换回来的。
要我看着你和别人出门,
当作没事,
就等于叫我刮自己一巴。
或是你在告诉我,
自己有多笨。

我不是因为寂寞才想你,
是因为想你而感到寂寞。

有感觉不就该展现出来吗?
你时不时说不一样的东西,
让我变的好乱。
思索已经不能再整顿回来,
我可能要从零开始我的身活。
这样才能靠进你一点吧,
可能这就是我的爱。

永远都不会有未来的小恋情。


yc

Monday, February 23, 2009

approach


so its always good to have the one you love,
by your side.
to view a situation rationally through different pathways,
to understand what is still the best.
to be able to open up and share the thoughts,
to be able to accept this future together.
i have done what is best for you,you have tried your best to cater me.
young is the seedling of our love,
and the fascination of what it'll become lies in our hands.
u love your freedom as much as i love mine,
and that's what i love more than anything now.
u have protected me from an emotional warfare i always set up for myself,
u change my views in life.
now i relate ourselves different,totally.
we will cherish time together,
always till something change.
but for now,i love the way things are.
i've never felt more at ease,though the thoughts of you all the way there,
the possibility of u meeting other girls.
i am ,so, running around in circles.
don't blame yourself if i say i may stay devoted to you for quite some time,
it was never your fault that i gave up stuff for you.
itz just that...you''re totally worth it,in my heart.
fresh breathe of air,everything's so beautiful.
in this rainy afternoon,its your character that lights up my blues.
just be by my side all the time,
talk to me when i want.
i'm your's.



yc

meritorious


yesterday,on the ride that separates me and you.
i cried,uncontrollably.
three days,and its all it takes to shatter me.
minimal understanding,basic knowledge.
loneliness is ripping me apart,
uncertainty is driving in rounds.
that kiss that u bid to me,
is a relieve to you,a knife to me.
how i wish i could be like her and her and her,
to be by your side all the time.
why must i be so useless,all the time,at all times.
i'm a loser,losing grip.
loss for words,people stares.
as i allow my blues to flow out,like gushing blood from a re-ripped deep wound.
since it happens all the time,i shouldn't be complaining.
the smiles i have served you with,have all been left behind for your disposal.
and i...have to eradicate my feelings.
frisking for new facial expressions,
so my vulnerability doesn't expose to the one that will mock at me.
its been quite some time.
and yes,its only time that will lend me a helping hand.
so transparent is the stuff i need,
i'm into visually disabled stuff.
addicted to them like hell.
like satan,
whom always deprive me of heaven.
when is daybreak coming,
i need a breathe of the morning dew created by mother nature.
i need the sense back,
i have been too reckless all the time.

thanks for holding my hand,
thanks for bringing me into your life.
thanks for allowing me the chance to feel your love,
thanks for making me build up a thought again.
and thanks, for the memories still vividly in my mind.
maybe,i don't deserve happiness.
you don't deserve a girl like me by your side,
let me walk away.
slow...but at least i'm dancing.



yc

crocked



i just finished a movie,
about a girl looking for perfect love.
how the movie relate into my emotions,
how the director make me run my thoughts.
so i did what he wants the lead to do,
i went outside,and lay myself on the road.
and i look around,and sense it.
how low have i stoop to to look for love,
how i always blind myself,cover up.
that i know they love me.
self-denial to the reality.
then,i stood up.
all this dirt that was stucked to me,
all the pricking little stones.
i went home,light myself a long awaited cigerette.
the lightness is crashing my mind flow,
should i leave the tap running.
wash away all my thoughts,flush the toilet bowl.
gulping mouthful of water,should i serve myself some wine.
no...they will only expedite my cry.
how come i don't deserve what other girls have,
how come i was refrained the right to love.
every kiss that i give away,is a waste.
like all the moving water,ridding of everything that's in the way.

i am willing to do anything for love,
but everyone always pushes me away when they know i will.
is that wrong?!
my every action,marks the failure of my control.
why do guys go all the way to impress me,
when i'm attracted,they move out.

how come i cant go to sleep and never wake up.
i want to bring my bliss forever with me,
i dont want to wake and think about things again.
agony.
i'm seriously not as strong as people deem it.
i'm just a girl,who wants you to cuddle me to sleep,
who gets to speak to you truthfully.
to see you all the time,to receive your concern messages.
i cant compose myself anymore.
my quiet phone...
right beside me.

how i have abused myself.
this trembling lips.



yc

Sunday, February 08, 2009

godforsaken


i hope i can leave this land for awhile,
to be kept busy somewhere else.
to have new friends,
to find new definition in my life.

there is no friends that makes me linger in this land,
everyone is living a life now for their future.
no one is close to me enough to submerge me in bliss,
everyone's flying away.

maybe this is the path god has set for me,
so i can travel around and be lonely.
and to me, lonely is equivalent to self-consultancy.
i always think to myself,
life in a specific way.
a way of living that makes me happy,
impractical,but close to my soul.

i have chose to isolate myself behind the door of my room,
to have thoughts only i know.
so my mouth don't work its wonder,
end up squirting poison.

i have a lot of friends,
but i'm friendless.
i'm picky,
and i'm friendly.

going away is a decision,
not a choice.

i just want to leave this place so much,
so sometimes my friends will still remember me.
for i'm far far away,
and i don't get in any people's way.
to start something all over again,
to start my future on the right track and be happy.

staying happy.


yc

da valentine


i really hate valentine's day.
this is the day where every visual sends me into envy,
yet i couldn't bring myself to exit my house with someone.
someone that doesn't expedite my heart,
someone i cant look into the eye.

i think that's how my 14th of feb will go for the next few years,
i have so much insecurities about men.
i don't have confidence in their words,
i don't trust their actions.

this world is cruel to me,
she don't shower me with love.
i just don't understand,
when have i became a toy to every boy.

yeah...
maybe i only have myself to blame for that.


yc

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

梁文音 - 最幸福的事


梁文音 - 最幸福的事


你撑着雨伞 借我那次
已经足够我 记得一辈子
我懂後来你 不是不坚持
爱情本来就 没万无一失
泪水离开了 你的手指
那不如让它 流在这信纸
我想女孩子 最贴心的是
让爱的人选 结束的方式
我最幸福的事 当过你的天使
趁鼻酸能掩饰 让我们像当时拥抱最後一次
最幸福的事 吹蜡烛时你总为我许愿的手势
为挚爱的人 在左边心口保留位置 是最幸福的事
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可惜爱不是 童话故事
不能够永远 依赖着王子
才慢慢认识 只剩两个字
我怎麽忍心 为难你解释
我最幸福的事 当过你的天使
趁鼻酸能掩饰 让我们像当时拥抱最後一次
最幸福的事 吹蜡烛时你总为我许愿的手势
为挚爱的人 在左边心口保留位置 是最幸福的事
那一阵子有你 美得不像现实
多高兴每一幕 都微笑着静止
我最幸福的事 牵着你的日子
一段爱从开始 直至分开我们都对彼此诚实
最幸福的事 对那片海用力大喊永远的样子
想得起的事 那天和你傻笑着认识 是最幸福的事

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

metamorphose


a tickly feeling raving through my bloodstream,
looking forward,and i wonder.
how everyone lives a different life,
how different food pleases different mouth.
i have always known envy was an evil,
but sometimes it just gets so hard.
jealousy,comparing,hoping,wishing.
all these are thoughts that can turn into a future,
a force to plan,a will to succeed.
a choice to make,a decision.

men should learn to remodel bad feelings,
embrace the yearn.
even unhappiness is memorable,
they somehow makes us cherish our smile n laughter more.

its because i have learned to stop asking for too much,
now i see my bliss clearly.
problems will cease eventually,
that i believe,as long as someone is beside.
i believe,at the very least.


yc