Wednesday, July 22, 2009

The second fall.

the black ink left on those pieces of pink papers
fades as time passes by
like the old memories, they are soon becoming blurr
now i've a new piece of clean and unwritten paper with me
i've a new life, so are you.

no i'm not going to lose my current life
its alot greater than what i used to have

i've been under depression, worrying bout the future
which is so unpredictable and scary
i am still in fear
that one day i might just fall without anyone saving me

i wish things were made simpler
i've less stuff to think bout
frankly i think i've gone thru enough in my life
you know
too much of pain
sometimes will just make ppl give up easily