回到以前的我

怎么叫这颗心坚强起来
眼泪却一直流
我尽然办不到那么简单的一件事。

怎么叫自己不要再胡思乱想
不要再追求那愚蠢的梦想
最后伤的还不是我自己。

可能这一切也该结束了
有始有终是自然界的条例
没有人可以改变得。

可能到了时候回去自己一个人的生活
虽然开始可能像个噩梦
但我也只不过是
做回以前的自己而已。

不然有空时平静下心境
慢慢习惯一个人过日子
自由自在
毫无约束的我。

Opinions of A Not-So-Dumb-But-Twisted Blonde

I don't want to be a barbie doll

in a plastic world.

With a fake tinkling laugh

that serve nothing but to break the tension

in a dog-eat-dog world.

Don't believe the praises heaped on your pretty new skirt

they are malicious poison

aimed at shaking you from your throne.

Don't take the fake smiling faces

as acceptance of you

they are just imagining your fallen face.

I'm not your favourite barbie doll

in your perfect fantasy world.

I'm not your typical beauty queen

who say that their only wish for tonight is world peace.

Those clockworks in my mind do work, mind you.

I want to form my own opinions
none that which are thrust down my throat.
I want to see for myself the truth
as nought can be trusted

everybody lies these days, don't they?

I don't want to be stereotyped

as a dumb blonde

even though these platinum blonde locks are dyed

to ask you not to judge a book by its cover.

Hell yeah, hope you got the message,

or else you are the dumb one.

Lost To Me

The calendar has just flipped a few
of its yellowing pages
but turn back I did
to find
there is none of the old you.

Why? tell me please.
What had the world done to you?
For you to change your cloak
so dramatically
from one of white to that of wicked black?

I can't find it
however desperate I try to clutch
at any shred, any hint.
Unable to capture any glimpse of the old you
Not even a mere glimmer of that past shine.
Now? All that glitters is not gold.

All this new glitter is shallow fluff
Is this the sort of superficial
that you were seeking for?

It's disheartening to see you change
from someone of dignity
to a peacock full of beauty but nothing else.

Maybe you lack it when it was appropriate.
And now it's the time you start looking
for something that was never yours.
I just hope that you know clearly
what the future holds for you.
And no regrets shall ever fall from your lips.

With that, I bid you good luck and adios,
my old friend.
For I fear, you are lost to me forever.

Hush

Hush, don't cry...
Tell me, twinkling stars in the sky
Don't you sometimes wonder
was everything nothing more than
a wonderful mistake?

You were a risk
that I willingly took
that I plunged off for
into the deep end
without any ending in sight.

Hush, don't lie...
Tell me, silent winds that chill the night
Do you really miss my warmth
or is it that you just can't bear to see
the vapourization of water crystals?

I wish very much
to become the strong person I appear to be
from the outside
but inside this person
can be just as fragile as the tiniest flower bud.

Hush, my dear...
For you, I am willing.
Coz it is only with you
that even the most bitter of moments
turn sweet.

Journeying For Dreams

Sometimes in the lateness of night's cover,
don't you wonder at everything
how life seems to be made up of
a series of ups and downs...
always keeping us at our toes' end.

No rest, just continous slogging on
the path is long and winded
there are rivers and moutains
as wide as huge as the imagination can weave.

Those are the obstacles waiting to meet us
waiting to bring us down
down I may go
but up I will rise again
with wit and determination
to reach my destination.

The motions are set into work once again
who knows how it all will turn out?
pray may I be blessed
with good luck and good fortune
that I may surpass myself someday
that I may look back and say
it's been a good journey.

Breaking Of The Glass Heart

Mind is blank, soul is empty,
staring eyes are glassy.
Emotions are all riled up,
bubbling within me,
threatening to spill out into tears.

Utter these words of poison you did,
my heart seems to be made of glass,
breaking into tiny shards,
unable to represent its original sentiment,
lined with blood,
edges still sharp enough for more pain.

I am not you but I am trying to understand
but why are you shaking your head?

Pls don't turn into this stranger
that I do not know,
that say things that tear me up inside,
that does things that bring me tears.

I do not know
how much more I can shed pearls of white,
how long more before my heart turns cold.
Pray that will never happen a time too early.
Pray that it will never happen at all...

A Night Like This

It's nights like this
where the feeling of loneliness
slowly engulfs you,
eating you up inside.

The moon is full and bright
the cats howl outside
crickets play their eerie music
but the rest is solitude.

The old fan keeps blowing
the door is still creaking
the light keeps flickering
but there is nothing else.

Raven tresses blow in the wind
lips open but no sounds are heard.
Mind is awake
heart is asleep in pain.

There are many things to do
many things to see and hear,
but none willing to accompany
to pass the silent lonely night.

What is this feeling?
Of being left alone...
on a night like this.