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the not-so-perfect man

2007-11-01T01:53:00.001-07:00

I still remember the day
You looked at me and i was blown away
Your smile was shy yet sweet
And i thought a person like you i'd never meet

Soon we were dating
Your every reaction had me debating
I was nervous but you were too
though at that time i didnt have a clue
your every glance stopped and stole my breath
But you were clever to hide your eyes of its depth

Days passed on and we became lovers
you were holding my hand and buying me flowers
we joke, cuddle, kiss and hug
and everytime you confide in me, you make my heart tug

I want to be your best friend
Be with you till the very end
even if its a cliche its what i feel
and i know you wont scoff at what i believe

You take me to your place
and you never knew how you had my heart race
as you pull me closer to you
knowing i was feeling what you were feeling too
and we didnt know how time went by
until the clock stroke and it was time to say goodbye

Now, i lie in bed awake
wondering how to unravel my mistake
for i was the one to blame
even though you played the game
and as i feel the new life inside me
i wonder how blind had i been to not see
That someone so perfect could not be
For he certainly was not the man i thought was he

to no one in particular

2007-11-01T01:47:00.001-07:00

i am lying on bed
the music is too loud
It hurts my head
I dont care
Since I am aching everywhere
I feel like sleeping
But i dont feel like stopping
I want to go on and on
babble to myself alone
Babble about everything and nothing
go on like it actually means something
reel and peel my mind inside out
so that i wont have anything to think about
lunatic...was that what i was?
Just coz i wrote on without a pause
To vent my anger and disdain
so that i wouldn't feel the pain
did that make me a physco?
just cause i find solace in my own echo
instead of the shoulders of my loved ones
was it wierd and nuts
that instead of talking abt my feeling
i prefer writing them down as a healing
to no one in particular
And should it seem peculiar
that I only confide to my inner soul
to mend from within that empty hole
And that I cant express them to anyone else
especially if its face to face
but when I start writing
I feel my heart lightening
As if im in my own made-up world
Where never would i have to feel alone and cold

rage

2007-10-27T00:27:00.000-07:00

Its eating me up inside

And leaving me with no one beside

No one understands me

Or this rage they often see

I hate who I’m becoming

But can’t help the fuming

There’s a trapped person within

With no conscience no feeling

Wanting to be set free

If only i could do that so that I can just be me

The person I want to be

And not the stranger I see in the mirror

Free

2007-10-26T02:06:00.000-07:00

I stare at the birds flying in the afternoon sky

Flapping their wings and chirping they would fly

I long for a moment like that, just break free and away I would soar

I wouldn’t look back nor would I feel the worries

Just bask in the happiness my heart longs for

The world and its people would be just a memory

And I can let my hair down and just feel the wind

Breathe in fresh air and not feel sorry

Feel the breeze graze my skin

And feel my heart lighten with all the weight gone

But then I would wake up and come to reality

That no place can be better than home

For it’s the only place I would feel happiest no matter what goes wrong

For its where I know I really belong