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Sunday, March 25, 2007

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

I'm through with doubt
There's nothing left for me to figure out
I've paid a price
And I'll keep paying

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell andI don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I know you said
Can't you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin
'It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Sayin' that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

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Wednesday, March 07, 2007

should i stay or should i go

right... here i am... on a blunt attempt to CPR my blog cos its been quite dead recently...

alot of things have caught up to me these days... rottin at home for quite awhile... being alone for awhile... dont really like the feelin... i mean... here i am being excited about the fact that im gonna live on my own... no parents, no grandad, no grandma, no siblings and... no hidayat!!!

hell... wen i wake the house seems so empty... all the cookin and cleanin just fill up the time aat home while everybody is either at work or in school... at first everythin was kinda alright... but everythin gets stale for a moment...too routine...and on top of dat, i feel really... alone

wen mom or my bro comes home from their thing... ive never felt so you noe... happy. Really got me thinkin if i do wanna stay here or follow the pack... cos sooner den i expected... i dont have anyone to talk to... which is very very depressing...

all the while... ive depended on the people i love the most around me after i crashed and burn not too long ago... especially my bro... but giving a deep thought... in 4-6 mnths time... i have nothin to lean back on... which is freakin scary... no no... its hell more towards petrifying...

everybody thinks im strong enough after the way i pulled myself through... but im having doubts even towards my own self... which contradicts every freakin perception i have... which is now leaving me in a hurricane headache cos i thought i was done... am i or am i not?...

i guess its harder to trust yourself when everyone trust you a whole lot...

right now... i still await a sublime intervention



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