life's a biatch,life's a jerk.
i don't know how to start and i don't know the real work.
commands, discontentments, complains,
which one have i not heard about.
consulatations, discipline, commitments,
are the ones i need to workout.
man! how i wish i am a bird, flying back to where i was standing here.
oh~no.i want it to stop right here.
no~no.i want it to end right here, right here.
"freak! just get me out of this hell",
how much i wish i could yell,
yell so loudly across the green patches
so i could open up and see the brilliant touches.
brilliant touches of God, oh how brilliant.
GOD I LOVE U AND I NEED U
He created us in his image, in his own kind,
His touches were so gracefully, amazingly fine.
He created U,
He created ME,
He created U & ME.
if only i was smarter than Einstein,
that i would have worked things out earlier,
if only i could be hardworkingly blind,
then i wouldn't have let myself fall into this shithole danger.
if only...
if...
life's a biatch,life's a jerk.
i don't know how to end and i don't know the real work.
Friday, June 26, 2009
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2 comments:
wow. start writting poems too? :D dont think this poem or not. sounds like 1 to me. xD
xoxo,
bell
sounds like one to u?izit or izit not?ambiguous?
yeah suddenly found the words in my mind, thoughts spiiled out like running water so pen it down with no difficulty=)
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