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Saturday, December 27, 2008

mood: calm and thinking

a soothing song to go along with this...
goodbye by secondhand serenade..
its meaningful..
i guess its time to start the poem..

its been awhile since inspiration run into my mind..

its been too long since the day i wrote a poem of mine..
there are many things i need to ask my self and search the world..
just to solve the problems that i had in my world..
i realize time aint going to stop and wait for me..
i need to search those unsolve questions that is in me..
there is always not enough or plenty of time..
just to unsolve a problem of mine..
i drifted away slowly from the topic, i start thinking about my life..
thinking how well did i grew up in this life..
i think back again those wild times i had..
im just wasting most of the time and i know its my bad..
moving through time..
going through lots of problems that are harsh or fine..
finally i've become someone..
someone who can advise and lead anyone..
those experience that is within me..
aint going to let out from me..
i take this time in wee hours just to give my life a thought..
to calm things down and think how well i grew up..
lots of memories flow in my mind like a river..
a river fill with pictures and moments with my different partner..
from primary to secondary and now tertiary..
and most of memories lies in the time when im in secondary..
that was the time when everything change in my life..
and suprisingly boonlay sec teaches me how to value my life..
concert band help me to learn music and have fun..
and finally people from band encourage me to last my memories in band..
and my mind keep on rewinding the times i had at esplanade..
where i met this wonderful girl that help me be someone whom she made..
if i had a wish, i'll like to meet her..
but i'll just pull myself back and forget about her..
i wont disturb her no more..
i'll just be a stranger in her life and nothing more..
moving on, at first..i thought everything will last forever..
but in the end, i cant expect it to last and will never..
time didnt give chance for everything to stay in the way i want..
i had to move on eventhough i didnt want..
maybe its part of my life when i grew up..
maybe all this are challenges that i need to face straight up..
i make myself to wonder..
talking softly in my heart, asking questions as my heart beat stronger..
listening to old songs in my laptop..
brings out the memories more and felt like someone has stop the clock..
tick, tick, tick it went..
but it was slower then normal time i spent..
but now..i'll just let it be..
a memory that i had in me..


2:29 AM

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