hmm.
i just dont know what to think.
i dont like to get hurt.
i believed what you said, kinda.
but after seeing your blog, everything just sorta disappears.
you see, that's why im so cynical of everything.
that's why i dont believe.
i dont like to believe, and get my hopes high,
and then everything sort of crashes down again.
sigh. call it whatever you want.
i dont wanna think about it.
people just know how to say what they dont mean.
do you know that im talking about you?
or maybe someone else is misunderstanding.
ha.
i dont know and i dont wanna know.
why do i even care?
i dont want to question.
i dont want to guess.
i dont want to worry.
i dont want to think.
im wondering how long we can last,
before everything just backfires on us.
you know what im thinking.
im making it so obvious.
but i never know what youre thinking.
no wait maybe i do know,
i just dont wanna believe.
that youre not thinking about me.
hm.
this sucks you know.
everything just sucks.
im trying to be happy.
im trying to find that feeling i had last week.
why is it that things can just change so suddenly?
from being secure and self assured,
to being insecure and pessimistic.
ergh.
people, dont bother asking me.
i wont tell.
Excerpt from
On My Own- Lea Salonga (Eponine from Le Miserables)
And I know
It's only in my mind,
That I'm talking to myself
And not to him.
And although I know that he is blind,
Still I say,
There's a way for us.
I love him,
But when the night is over,
He is gone,
The river's just a river.
Without him,
The world around me changes.
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers.
I love him,
But every day I'm learning,
All my life,
I've only been pretending!
Without me,
His world will go on turning,
A world that's full of happiness
That I have never known!
I love him
I love him
I love him
But only on my own.
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