Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Dedicated to the one and only person i've never really let go.....


Found myself today
Oh I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in the sky tonight

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me

Seen that ray of light
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To this moment to my dreams

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me

It doesn't matter what people say
And it doesn't matter how long it takes
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your heart

So I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still believe
That someone's watching over
Someone's watching over
Someone's watching over me










Dear Grandma,

Why is it so, that i've found my way into that room you lie awake at night, slept on the same spot you slept on, put all your pictures in the frame, found pictures of you during your younger days.

Why did i do all that i could and did all that i tot were messages sent from you in my dreams.... but you are still so far away.



I;ve grown up, matured, i did not become the sort of person i describe to you when i was little.


I miss that familiar scent of chicken curry you made, haven never tasted any that was that close.


I miss eating one more tang yuan every year. You owe me 23 balls this year.


i still force myself to think about every part of you ever so often, refusing to forget any slightest details.


and i really miss how much i was that little treasure you had, and that space i could run to whenever i felt low.



nuttin was ever the same without you around..... misses.... May 2010


~Sweet.Silly.Stinky.Sleepyhead~

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