It was form 4 back then,
where much innocence still applicable,
when I was still underage and yet to know how things work.
When a bee found its flower,
the feeling is just straightforward.
No hesitation, I used to be one of the bees.
Now
I always haunted by
things that I couldn't achieved back then.
Only to the realm of dream that I could possibly foresee future.
It's nothing.
At least I smile with tears when it all happens when I asleep.
At least for now.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Friday, April 27, 2012
底线
许多事情都有选择
只是往往很多时候后来我才懂得
其实一直的包容
也只是隐藏了我内心的内容
一切我都能承受
但我不想成为情感被困着的野兽
我曾经
天真地以为爱情是唯一的出口
不怪你,那是你的性格
很多时候
都是我一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直
一直一直一直地追问下
你才肯给我提示
对,也只是提示。
不是没耐性
而是已被你那封闭自己的个性
覆盖了我的信心
同时也揭露了我的无奈
掀起了我曾经答应自己要好好隐藏的自卑
多么爱你的我
多么想关心你的我
多么想安慰你的我
也因为你的封闭
让我跌跌撞撞
不痛
我告诉自己
我不晓得
我不舍得
但又能奈你如何?
不是我不再关心了
Saturday, March 10, 2012
心非晴
闭上眼
想象一下⋯
浪⋯⋯
不平静
澎湃汹涌往海岸冲去
把颗石头摆在鸡蛋上
沉睡在沙堆里的身躯
怎么也点不起的火柴
怎么也扑不灭的火势
不停的战争
不止的期望
无奈的残忍
可悲的文明
就让世界开始倾斜吧
反正人生都不在乎长短,精彩活过就好⋯⋯
Friday, March 9, 2012
今天怎么了
今天
怎么了
我,好像吃醋了。
总觉得
选择性的回答我的问题
似乎成了你的习惯
成了我溺爱你的后遗症
有时
觉得
女人的心理学
总是让我学不会
我,是男人
我,也是人
我,应该也有那么一点点渴望安全感的权利和时候吧。
也许你会看到
也许不会
但放心
当你读到这篇文章时
这些烦恼
应该我也不会记得
也不想去记得了。
当然,我也会有错误的时候。我只是一个想用我的真心去疼你的非完美男人。
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
I've been
a naive little animal
Wondering in your heart and soul
I've always been waiting
for your attention
I hate
when only ignorance that you gave me
I'm like a boy
I do care about you
yet sometimes temper controls over me
It's been unfair for you
but what am I
when you disappears out of sudden into nowhere
I feel like a lost puppy
looking for a warming house
to be as a home
at least a shade for the sun and rain
But I'm just a 20 year old boy
too matured enough to be immature
and yet immature to be matured
I feel, I seal and I heal
all by myself.
It's time for me to push myself further
beyond what I was capable of
and become what I've never expected in the future
For the time being
I could only bow to the reality of the life.
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