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three cheers for me.
My parent says I’m rebellious.
My siblings say I’m not independent enough.
My friends say I’m crazy.
But I’m ME.
Don’t care what people trying to turn me into.
I’m happy of being ME.
4:07 pm
Sunday, July 31, 2005
----<@My So-Called-LiFe@>----
He was not there.
*Crying*
Then we went home.
On the way home in the MRT,
I wrote two poems.
So here they are....
Gone
Saw you once
You were standing there alone.
You were sitting down alone.
As I wanted to take one last look
at you.
You were gone.
Twice,
I saw you again.
My heart beat so damn fast.
There you are.
So familiar.
But it was only for awhile.
Gone.
Again.
Where?
I am looking.
I am searching.
I am waiting.
But you are not here.
I am hoping.
I am praying.
I am wishing.
Sadly you are still not here.
So I stands up.
Last glance.
Right.
Left.
Nothing.
So my legs take me away from there.
With a memory of you inside me.
Reached home.
And went to sleep.
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