prudent

believing time will come,
learning the art of waiting.

its probably the best thing ever,
so i need to shower in some patience.

drawing different expressions on the wall.
i start to dwell and discipline.
ignorance to this very unsensitive world.

when i swallow my breathe of unhappiness,
i doubtfully believe, or chose to be.
i tell myself to not to bake out envy,
to cook the unfairness that brought fall to my character.

i'm enjoying the hectic life,
and i hope...ends will meet, and i'll smile to sleep.





yc

culturing me

within the premises of my thinkings,
i came up with alot of motivational quotes to calm myself.

a burden gets heavier the longer you carry it.
i'm god's gift to thee world,so i must be positive to make people happy.
only with courage, can i make way for myself.
giving up is easy, trying on is hard. But accomplishment is sweet, and regrets is bitter.

everything is possible, i just need to believe.
life's fairness is weighed at the end, not at my present moment.
to be satisfied is happier than longing too much.
comparing and envy will drag my spirits down, but its only me.

one is only sober when she do not compare herself.
a man's tongue is the sickest thing of all.
when you dont long for, you will be rewarded with it.

its definitely easy to write & read.
what about actions?!

i dont know,
hopefully my 22nd year resolution wont be another failure.
40days into my 22nd year of living,
still nothing.





yc

antidote

i think i'm like a snail.

i work like this slug.

slow.

and the weird part is,
i actually know this fact.
i tried to change,
but, how come it never fades.

its really dumb to note this down,
but the bewilderment kept me triggered for so long.

how come?
where's my sense of urgency?
i really need to locate this antidote to my flaw.

jeeeze...





yc

moment

there is too many regrets in my life.
too many things i ponder and so dreadfully wanted to run away from.

i wonder if it really is a good thing to be involved in so many experiences,
to meet so many people, and exposed to so many channels of idea.

despite the fact,
i still tend to dwell myself a bit.
like i've always told myself...
i should grow,evermore.

i dont know thee reason behind a lot of my thoughts,
but i somehow believe one day,people,
will recognize me.
in many ways,i don't dare to define.

sticking on to my views, is actually very hard.
people are evolving around me,
i can see.
so brief,
is my life.
i sleep daily thinking of mu future,
wake up daily hoping my thoughts work out.
but...they are thoughts.
materializing them takes more effort than i can present.

please......
sober...
defining.




yc