Sunday, August 12, 2007

feeling alone in a world chockful of people

well,i am going to begin with an apology for not updating my blog for the longest time.things here are kinda boring,well not boring per se,but just normal.

haven't been posting cos I'm pretty busy,lotsa biochem stuff which i don't completely understand to struggle with everyday,assignment( which forces me to go on a diet) and group project.

to add icing to the half crumbling cake,I'm now battling with homesickness on a daily basis.To think that i would have gotten over it after living away from home for almost 3 years.I know as i physically mature,I'll still be that little 5 year old that constantly needs to be showered by copious amounts of love by her family.

Will be counting the days,hours,minutes and seconds till we meet again my dearest family.

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Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Some times When We Touch

This song aptly describes my feelings right now.

You ask me if I love you
and I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you
in what you say or do
I'm only just beginning
to see the real you

And sometimes when we touch
the honesty's too much
and I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold you till I die
till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides

Romance and all it's strategy
leaves me battling with my pride
But through all the insecurity
some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer
still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prize fighter
still trapped within my youth

And sometimes when we touch
the honesty's too much
and I have to close my eyes and hide
I want to hold you till I die
till we both break down and cry
I want to hold you
till the fear in me subsides

At times I'd like to break you
and drive you to your knees
At times I'd like to break through
and hold you endlessly
At times I understand you
and I know how hard you try
I watched while love commands you
and I've watched love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters
still searching for a friend
a brother or a sister
but then the passion flares again

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