delineate

i look into other people's life,
and gauge my own.
i look into people's eye,
i see bliss.
i walk into people's life,
i see laughter.
i pass by strangers on the street,
wondering how their life leads.
i go through people's photograph,
to see what my life is missing.
i read news,
to see how the world is spinning.
i stare upon myself in the mirror,
i see a filled land,with little holes.

i touch his hand,
to see if i need him.
i craze around,
to see the fun.
i like breadcrumbs,
because they prove their usefulness.
i listen to music,
to try to find a meaning.
i rock my chair,
to test my courage.

i write,
to pour my heart.
i think,
to pick up my puzzle.
i cry,
to shed my sorrow.

and now,
i smile,to prove that i'm worthy.
as time disposes my personality,
i try to stay in contact.
i hold my tongue,
to disperse misunderstandings.

to not wallow in my weak,
i move.

and so i presume,
i take it all.

yc

Adiposity

as i'm approaching 22,
i look back at my life from 16yrs till now.
ridiculed by the amount of money i've squandered on weightless gains,
i'm depressed at my insensibility.
i have wasted an immense amount of usefulness for the poverty,
its such a scare.
to know that my time has come,for me to be an adult.

i'm circumvent in so many regretful thoughts that burden my heart,
i know i cant turn back time,
and its simply useless to be doing the thinking now.
but,i need a will.
a strength to alterations,
to be better,to learn from regrets.

its never too late,
and i know this theory.
there's so much i can sort up in mind,
yet actions seems harder.
excuses comes even easier.
bejeweled,
a life i can complain no more.

its time i start looking up,
and not compare myself to others.
to make complain diminish,
to hang a smile.
experiences is worthless,
being strapped now is okay.

i will be better,
maybe like a snail,but still on the move.
and,of course,
i don't yearn to slack like that.
may things be smooth for me,
may i be facing challenges with an open heart.
may i grow up in time to not be a burden,
may i,be the queen in no time.

may i shed off envy,
shed off anger.

leash in confidence again,
life will improve.
I'll hold on.

Happy 22nd to myself.




yc

kiddy years

as we grow older,
its the juvenile that we reflect upon.
how satisfaction is easy,
how we never understand the word regret.
decisions easy to make at all times,

where nature is always beautiful.

i look into the sky,
i see cotton candy.
its how i would see if age reverse,
and it has!
i hop around the mart today,
to find that i still love the sweet old biscuit.
the sipping of good hot chocolate,
in my pajamas.

to grow up,
to discard selfishness.




yc

disclosure

to pen down what i think.
that moment when i knew you,
when you take the effort to notify me.
you are not obligated to do it,
but you took the effort.
its pleasant to know she came along,
god's will.
i have patronized you too much,
that my center stage got altered.
a transparent commitment,
people's bewilderness.

i woke up.
to my knowledge,i have grown.
as disappointment become a routine,
i felt nothing.

tones of harmonica,
candies,sweet.
we're worlds apart,
topics wide,nothing clicks.

courage,
lets buck up.






yc

Rock 'N' Roll

its a fact,
prepared to accept.
no doubt the heart does reflect,
but when age catch,i need to stand.
i cant be the stubborn girl anymore,
living a life i will.
so you better make her smile all the time,
you gave me an image for myself.
now,
i embrace the weirdest moment.
conflicting thoughts,
when i laugh out loud.
let's rock our future,
for precious moments we've had,will never be replaced.
but subjected to make our life go on.
we'll be friends forever,
we must preserve this charisma,
make it go on long.
the thread,
never snap.

(^+^)




yc

boomerang

when people hurt me,
i'll think of them as Sandpaper.
the may scrub or scratch me painfully,
but eventually i'll end up smooth and polished.
while they get worn out.

baby,
you should never be tired of what life brings you.
in this big 'area' of life,
we may have different variables that shape the perimeter of our individuality.
we meet in a common point,
our friendship.
and i'm willing to change my own equation just to meet you at the point,
that's what maths can't do.




yc