if i only knew what regret meant

yes, you're just listening to my boring rants

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

beautiful love stories

will never happen to me.

or to anybody for that matter.

just finished watching another round of world cup. been catching them matches almost every single day and screwing up my sleep routine once again. tuned in to this chinese show thereafter. being me, i got kinda affected again.

i never looked like the kind who had soft spots for such soppy shows, but fact is i am and i love them a whole lot. i'm always ever so touched by the preceedings of the show and end up having tears well up in my eyes. i like being emotional and listening to sad songs, not realising that they'll make you sadder only.

it makes me wonder, why is it that things like that never happens to me? i'm not a romantic but i am one who will give my all. maybe that is just not enough for some. they believe in the unrealistic, in the feet-sweeping, in the breath-taking, in the swish-swosh of the Valentine. and all this they call romance. it is true, i have to agree. no excuses for that.

good men and good women are all the same, they always end up together with someone else. why is that so? often in our lifes, we set out to find the perfect partner, leaving those we deemed inferior. we kept thinking, "what if there is better one for me?"... what happens next? years go by and we hardly ever settled down with one. we panic and make a hasty decision at the end and settle for one who is just right.

there are always problems in every relationship. but it is in these problems that we find solutions to a better future.

i can't believe i'm saying all these out here.

astrocow
05:37


I am an object lost in space
I am fear without a face
I am future without meaning
I am helping without feeling

I am twisted and deranged
I am alone in this cage
I can help if help need be
But there's a monster inside of me

He fights for freedom and control
There's a monster in my soul
Leave me without knowing why
Or run the risk of losing your life

I'll care for you, wipe away your tears
And scare away your darkest fears
For darkness is my dearest friend
And with it all my time I spend

Left all alone in my cage
Anger gives its way to rage
I fight for freedom and control
From the monster in my soul

I am weak for I always lose
Madness the escape I choose
If you should meet me on the street
Know insanity is what you'll greet

Stay not long within my presence
For it'll strike you with a vengeance
Then we both shall slip down the slope
The slope of madness without hope


welcome to my humble abyss




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