some times i don't hear the words you are saying right next to me, cause the words reverberating loudly in my heart blocks out everything. and so i want to run home, to seclude myself from the world, so that i may try to think clearly.
there can only be one of me, and it'll always never be enough.. i cant do this anymore, each time it gets harder, and eventually i will only withdraw into my shell and nothing good can come out of this..
sometimes when things happen, you feel you won't ever forget.. but time passes, and one day you struggle to remember..
it's a funny thing when you see someone struggle to introduce you, but it also makes you wonder what the hell were you doing there in the first place.. cause the ability to laugh at myself is so critical in masking my true feelings, i must never lose this ability..
my brother's words stung.. they make me feel that the effort i put in i put in was not recognised. maybe the effort i put in was not what he hoped to see, but i tried, under circumstances i cant go around complaining about.. it makes me feel like i'm being torn, and there's no one who will notice..i cant choose, and i don't want to..
sometimes you look back and wonder if there's been too much sensationalising..
i heard a song that reminded me of you over the radio the other day, and it brought back bittersweet memories.. but i'm surprised at how little i felt..
even if you could only refer to me openly for only one minute, i wouldn't mind. for i know the spot i own.