Thursday, June 9, 2011

just a thought

i am so tired these days
some days i feel like blowing my head off so i could rest, forever
no, not suicidal, just rrreally tired

kidding, i'm fine.

see, im turning into emo bitch the second i touched my blog
well, maybe i am.
an emo blogger
godd, the name itself sounds hideous

seriously, what's wrong with wanted to have it all
i want to be bad, real bad,
without judgment
i want to be good, great even
without getting an even higher expectations

for once,
i don't want to feel like im pushing myself too hard
yet, i get the satisfaction
and without being guilty to feel satisfied

sometimes i made myself believe
that i get a gift to make things sounds so complicated
i swear.

born to friends

having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of.
you know whatever you do, they'll still be there.
there's no relationships quite like sisters
i mean, you can always kid the world, but never your sister.

Monday, June 6, 2011

when words fall, music speaks [4]

there's a fire starting in my heart
reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark
the scars of your love remind me of us
they keep me thinking that we almost had it all
the scars of your love they leave me breathless
i can't help feeling
we could have had it all
rolling in the deep
you had my heart inside your hand
but you played it to the beat.