Monday, January 5, 2009
This is not right.
i was sitting there, they came rushing back.
i see them, all looking so young.
so carefree.
holding that chem or physics text.
yes, i used to be like them.
hahhaha!
i miss those days.
i see them, screaming, laughing in the public.
hey, i used to be part of them.
just like them.
miss those fun days.
what i wan,
i cannot get them back.
for they are gone and will nv come back.
no matter hw hard i plea, i noe, they can NV come back to me.
the youth, the cls, the frens, the past, the time, the age.
bahhhhhhhhhhhh.
i feel like an cranky old lady right now,
do not talk to me now,
for i may lose control,
bite and NV let go!
if i can turn back time.
den i nid not be who i am today.
hey! den again.
i am grateful for the couple of 'old' ppl in my life.
you are like the treasure in my life=D
antique.
the familiarity.
like i do not need to open mouth to speak,
yet u noe what i am feeling, wan to say.
THANK YOU.
comfortability.
yet, there arent many.
idonotwanttorant,
butdenagain,icanthelpit.
partofme,noesittoowell,
theotherisjusttoostubborn
burnt.
usee,INEVERLEARN.
she doodled @ {/5:52 PM}