“life will be better in spring”

March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 January 2011 March 2011


It's a shame we all become fragile, broken things.

Tsk. Haha...I'm gonna die soon I think. XD Already coughing out blood sia. As in seriously. X:

I don't understand was my favorite phrase.
I went out all by myself, and now,
But hold on.., you see this smile surface?
Its because I am free to choose my own path.

Hiding the decorations,
Saying the silent words,
Crying over the happy things,
I think I'm a bit too used to all this pretending.

The seasons keep changing, etching into time.
One second can be different to the everyday life
Its better not to pretend to be someone else.
Cuz I seem to be just myself.
Over and over, little by little,
I begin to understand, that this is not enough.
Meeting you, and leaving you,
I know for sure that, all of that
Was done by me.

This hurts, someone mutters,
Because too much is needed to satisfy them.

Losing the things I choose,
Letting go of what I caught,
Erasing the things I drew,
I search for the voice I hear in the distance.

The seasons keep changing, etching into time.
In order to handle it, it musn't be done.
The color fades as a result to my passion.
I keep on going on this road.
Everything starts from here,
Not from tomorrow, not now.
This moment,
Painful things, sad things, everything...
Its just my own story,
So I'll keep on sketching it.