Dear god,
Can you please swing your magic wand and make my friends stop asking me? Everything i told them, is true. EVerything i told them is the TRUTH, and yet they have chosen not to believe me. Or perhaps they did believe me. Its just that they enjoy making fun of me, seeing my face blushing everytime i talk, or tried to explain to them. It's that real funny? Why on earth do they enjoy seeing me flushing?why do I care about how people look at me? Why do i care about how people think of me? Why do i care?
Perhaps i just got to learn how to ignore them.*sigh*
-huifang-
ps: Pls give me strength to hold on. Pls enlighten me.I always have faith in you.
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Teardrops of sorrows
teardrops
is a sign of fragility
it symbolizes feebleness
that was what i used to have in my mind.
sorrow
has been part and parcel of life
gloomy-days will always come
downcast is inevitable
all these years
life has proven to me that shedding tears isn't a solution to problem,
no matter how much tears i've shed,
stockpiles of them are still there waiting for me
Now,
I'm 'immuned' to sorrows,
I've casted a shielding spell that'll protects me from woe
teardorps of sorrows will never be alive
this i promise myself
it'll never invade my life ever again.-huifang-
(cprr)





















1 comment:
*hugs* be strong and tough k? hati must be keras sikit. they spread stuff simply because it's like..ya know, it's always nice to hear tidbits n stuff. think of the fact the you are in uni now, you come here to study...also...a place which is natural for everyone to meet 'potential' partners. only you and him know the real situation between both of you. people may bug you to be with him..or break with him..whatever. they dont know how you feel. and they dun care.
:( life is such larh. no choice.
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