-Hark-

別打開 禮物的緞帶

最初充滿期待 最後都腐敗

別打開 午夜的電臺

別讓情歌反覆再愚弄

而愛 並沒有教給我生存

只教我交易虛榮給天真

可是愛 讓我們變成陌生人

卻變不了更高尚的靈魂

不要吻我 只要抱著我

不要愛我 做我的親人

把手借我 一天一分鐘

做我最親密的親人

不是誰的情人 誰的某某某

就算我 全身濕透透
我也不再被誰 牽著鼻子走

如果我 還握住拳頭

可能我怕我的夢飛走

而愛 並不如你想的萬能

不能讓我們不再戰爭

可是愛 連慈悲也沒多慈悲

誰愛越深越容易被犧牲

不要吻我 只要抱著我

不要愛我 做我的親人

把手借我 一天一分鐘

讓我還敢做我的夢

做我夢中偉大的微笑的英雄

often times, i used to dispute the fact that i'm on this state. i feel that slowly i am loosing myself and the significant things that matters most to me. i used to love before, whereby i love blindly and unconditionally.

perhaps it should be naive and stupid for certain someone. i make a pledge to myself that i won't throw myself out there for any inflictions and to be wounded anymore. the feeling whereby u are just abandoned during the pitch black night in the middle of nowhere and hoping helplessly for that mr. becoming to come. basically, like what someone told me that i've just been rescued from that lair and now i am digging myself another grave.

perhaps i am too good in camouflaging and masking myself whereby beneath of it, i am still the fragile one. as these capability of mine is wearing off, i am slowly unveiling myself to jeopardies.

i've never changed much within the soul, that i am still the vunerable one, breathe eating in the love that i need and the shelter that keep me safe from everything. those darkest hours and bygones are still leeching on me. even a slight glimpse on that very knife will wound me and make me bleed.

all this while i keep it within, whereby u existed before u knew

the difference is that i refused to concede, fearing the worst to come about. that is why i chose to be the keeper. but you chose to walkaway, once.. the difference is that, i never..

for now, i found the very answer i needed and its you who havent found yours..

yet..