Category: Life insight
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Gotta
I don’t want to be me anymore. I don’t like. Every time I see this face, I do not recognize it anymore. Who am I now? I don’t want to be me anymore. Things have changed. For better or worst, I have no idea. What have I become? I don’t want to be me anymore.…
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Geram geram geram!
Stupid computer does not want to recognized my phone usb cable…. making my transferring of files so difficult. Gotta save in the pendrive then use the laptop to bluetooth to the phone. So troublesome. Last 2 days I manage to get my phone connected. Then the problem started all over again. Man, next time gotta…
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Tiring weekend
Too lazy to elaborate on what happened last weekend. All I can say that now my energy level is back to normal. My legs are still aching due to too much walking and standing. Things are kinda getting better for me. Hopefully and prayerfully it will not diminished. I really want it. Although it looks…
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emo days are gone
The kinda annual cycle is now over. Life just gotta be at the pit in order to learn something valuable. Sitting too high will not bring any good Nor any benefits to one self It’s a once in a year clearance.
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suppose to be posted on Sunday
fragility, breakable and delicateweak, lifeless and staticin one spells disasterof many it brings ‘laughter’ objects moving simultaneously revolving everyoneof objects that are cumbersome in one’s eyeother seems so small and insignificantto pay any attention appear awkward how of one is to be remembered?of them who gives in a littlehow of many heed favourable?of them who…
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It’s terrible
These days are getting worst. The late night sleeps, The darkening and deepening in dark eye rings and eye bags, The constant mindless worries, The countless thoughts in my head, The many times of close friend needed, The dissatisfaction of self, The minutes of self reflection, The endless need of You, Lord, I need you…
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How can you not see?!
Is it not obvious enough for you? To see what is going on around you. Do you need the big picture to be drawn out? Others could see it but you are just stuck in your own little world. Living your own dreams while trashing others along the way. What kind of person are you?…
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My life of dullness?
So many things to express but words are limited. Thoughts are restricted with the usage of them. Conveying the correct message will not be done in this matter. How can one speak of that another is hard to comprehend? The art of doing so need one’s master in the classic literature. Of something that others…
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So, then…
What matters if nobody cares bout me. Eversince the beginning I’m just a speedbum. I’m just an excess baggage. What difference does it make if I were not here. What matters where I am What difference does it make if it is silence or noise What matters of what I do What difference does it…
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