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Sunday, January 16, 2005

I felt lost, I felt outcast, I felt not at ease.

I stumbled, I lost the direction, I forgot the rules of my game.

I self-entertained, I walked around the resort, I fag whole day.

Wat actually happened, wat actually went wrong, wat actually didnt take place.

I can be very sure, it's impossible, i din fall in love, with you all over again.

I cant comprehend, I cant pinpoint, I cant think of a reason to explain.

I should have gone home, i shouldnt waited, i shouldnt be even there the very 1st place.

Just i went, rather early, but left rather late.

It's a birthday, a 21st birthday, where it should be a happy pharse.

But how come I feel funny, all the while, in a weird way.

I wondered. I agreed. I doubted myself.

Tat underneath my every smile, every laughter i've portrayed.

Am i really happy, leading this way.

I'm clueless, I'm stuck, in my hopeless thoughts.

I wandered, far away, and had lost the directions in my life.

I led day by day, night by night, just waiting to survive.

I needa retreat, i needa shelter, I needa to hide.

Into my solitary corner, where i no-one shall find.

Let the skeptical me be the boundary for others to see.

For away from this sitution, is where i really want to be...







As much as, I wanted to be somewhere where i'm all by myself,
But I wanted desperately a shoulder to cry, someone to hug silently,
Contridicting. Contridicting. Contridicting.

I duno why. I just feel really lousy.
I duno where. But, i'll get myself back.
Somehow. Somehow. Somehow.


Inside.myside.is.a.place.i.live.all.alone
But.next.to.that.place.there's.a.gap.waitin.for.someone.to.come.along
As.much.as.i.wanted.to.be.strong
I.guess.i.m.just.as.vulnerable.on.my.own

beautiful memories on. 5:27:00 pm x
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My Belove Reminiscence.
Slut. Of course NOT!
My Terminal. In reality.
Then he inspired this.
When one's lost his directions.
The Tsunami Prayer.
Between You & Me.
That Cheeky "Sisterhood".
Saints' 30km Road March
The word - Condemn.
Singaporean Traits
Wilber, Definitely cute.


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