cumber

is it true.
that dreams do come true.
is it true,
that love will surround me,
if only my patience prevail.
is it true,
if only i honor my mentality,
i will survive.

glimpse of hopes,
popping ever here and there.
i'm a tired little soul.
too worn out to catch the hint.
crawling amongst the thorns,
i get scars,
but no antidote.

swallowing everything,
but my heart wants it to feel.
i think my heart is broken,
but i know its still intact.

where is the laxative of feelings?
can cupid spare me some?
momentarily cured,
crazily erupted.
my temperament,
my poor family.
my exhausted brain,
my idle emotions.

compelled.


yc

mnemonic

i'm lost in a world.

today i saw you and her,
laughing like sunshine,like the weather.

then,i turn into an introvert rat.
i quickly turn,and hide in a corner.
i covered my mouth with my palm,
to find my fingers drenched.

the smiley mask she wore today,
once belong to me.
but now i'm shed to nothing,
and she's blooming with everything.

i'm trying to retain the happiness before i met you,
how life then is pleasant even without you.
i try to erase the fact that u sparkle my life,
i tried.

seeping through the eyes,
envy over flows.
jealousy take control.
courage did not follow.

as i stood,
back facing you.
time froze,
and i wish it would just flash through.

at that very moment,
i knew time and isolation rebound.
and i'm back to wobbly knees,
trembling hands.




yc

bottled.

people dont know...
why i'm so low.
today i wake,found in my tears,i'm living in "me..mo..ries".
days have passed,
i had been strong.
someday i'll still be a girl,i am weak.

oh, people dont know,
why this is so.
at this moment of truth,
life will pull through.
for me and you,
we'll always be...

relentlessly wild,
i live within a dream.
i preserve hope for the unknown of the future.
but my breathe is getting shallow,
how long will will i hold.

oh,people never knows.



yc

carousel

behind my smile,
i keep a ray of hope afloat.

and float through the ray of hope,
i will.

flickering lights,
my eyes, they portray.

little pony,
simple ding dangs of music.
up and down,up and down...



yc

070906

with a glass of cognac by my side,
i write now.
my life has entered the 22nd year,
on this very first Saturday ,i chose to stay at home.
with dim lit yellow lamp,
i recovered my thoughts.
envy is a very simple word,
easy to spell, even easier to felt.
browsing through the pictures of my friends,
i look back at my life.

very filled with bliss,
i reckon.
its time i start cracking out of this shell,
to be like a chick,viewing life in simplicity.

i came across a present a dear friend gave to me when i was 18.
she, wants me to be confident,to stop comparing,to live,as i am.
i never saw the letter till yesterday.
inside this simple present, my favorite magazine,lies the very letter.
hand written.
a friend i lose to time,to my ego.

as i smile,4 years later.
a treasure i just recovered,
a moment,i knew my life has changed.
i tried to work hard, for him.
when he gave me up, i gave up too.
i never knew i did that,until the moment yesterday.

how fragile am i.
when's my change "really" coming?
i dont know, but i know as i take every new stride,
i'm closer,will be.

6th day into my 22nd year,
in this world.
i will try...will try my best.






yc