Same

Now i wonder, what really matters~
Cause my heart is the same
Well, I wonder, how did I get here~
But everything is still the same
And i wonder, why we cant get there~
Yet, i cant do anything about it
But then you say we'll get somewhere~
So I just want to say

I know you don't want me but is it cause of hate
And then you want me to think that you love me
Only, if I am the same
Only, if i am the same

Yes, I wonder have I changed now~
And hope you remain the same
But then I wonder why i still worry~
So now wouldn't it be the same
I wonder where I'll be~
Where nothing else left
But i want you to say

I know you don't want me but is it cause of hate
And then you want me to think that you love me
Only, if I am the same
Only, if i am the same




note this is not a poem> it just something random in my head that i sing

Incomplete

After all these happens, I told myself that it is indeed time to get over it all. But, there is a vague sense of dissatisfaction that keeps on telling me that i should do something more about it. For 1 and a half years, my interest, my effort and my struggle. It seemed like i have done nothing for it. Time is telling me that i need to something more to it. Some that may be confronting or rather outrageous. Instead of trying to playing it safe, I need to do something and take risks. In the end, playing it safe and playing it outrageously have the same consequence. This leads me to consider maybe i shouldve been ruthless from the very start. So next time I promise my self. I will break through the barrier and add something else, before adding a full stop. I need to put a full stop cause a new paragraph can start.