Sleepwalk
Daydream
What is happening?
Something bothering you,
Is it me?
My never ending needs
To conform to society?
What happened to my
"if you don't like it, fuck you" attitude?
Why am I not working harder
To get out of here?
This semester changed everything.
Mais dame en rouge,
Tu sais que je serai là pour vous.
Are you afraid to be the only one left?
Life used to be simple.
I don't know how to give,
I don't feel like I'm there at all.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Je veux retourner à Paris
The stars a blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun.
Mama says the Legend is so open
because at a point of time,
she believed that she had nothing left to lose.
If I could forget about everything,
and just be.
Without fear of consequences,
maybe I can finally grow.
Maybe I can finally know who I am.
I know I'm strong,
in certain ways,
I've overcome and learnt from my experiences.
but that's the thing,
it's My Own Experiences.
If you see someone you love reaching for a fire,
and no matter what you say,
they still continue to reach for it,
what will you do?
I'd let them get burn.
Because then they'll learn.
Tough love.
Tough life.
I feel like an airhead.
I'm not thinking deep thoughts,
just shallow ones.
Back there,
I was in charge of my on decisions,
my own future.
And I felt so liberated,
for the first time,
I understood why
teens say they want more "freedom"
Because we're so bloody protected from the world,
when all we want to do
is see it,
and learn.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Somnambulisme
Listen to the Croz
You made me believe that
There's still hope.
But now,
I'm burned out.
I'm dead.
It used to be,
just get through this,
'cause sooner or later,
it'll be over.
But now I know
over doesn't last.
C'est pour ça que je redoute rentrer à la maison?
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Let Me Out
and today you accidentally called me,
"baby"
Everyday is a reminder
of what I hate most in life.
The lack of control,
the soulless days where by
I'm just sleepwalking the whole day.
I want to be back when we were 16.
And just stay there,
when we didn't have any of these choices.
I want life to go on.
I don't want to be 17 anymore.
I honestly don't know what you want,
honestly,
will it be awkward?
Yes.
Do I want to be friends?
What will that mean?
How do we start again?
I don't want to make any decisions
now that I'm vulnerable.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Tout que je peux penser est le sexe, la drogue et l'alcool.
fuck you for thinking what I did was punishing you for what you did,
fuck you for saying that you don't know what you did to deserve it.
you stopped listening,
and I grew up.
don't say it as if I abuse you.
don't say it as if I don't
hold you or
slow down.
don't tell me that you're perfect,
don't tell me that you never made a single mistake.
if it weren't for you,
where would I be right now?
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
I'm OK (subtext)
I'm tired of walking on eggshells,
So terrified to fail.
And in order to please you,
I abandon myself.
And though it used to hurt me
when you pushed me away,
What
Am
I
Going
To
Do
When
This
All
Ends.
Je ne veux pas faire de psychologie, je ne veux pasapprendre les sciences, je ne veux pas faire des affaires, je ne veux pas faire de la chirurgie, je ne veux pas couper les morts vers le haut. Je veux agir, c'est que trop difficile à comprendre? Non, c'est juste pourpas chers à destination.
How I wish you knew,
how much I need you.
I feel like running,
but I can't abandon you.
You avoid my gaze,
withdraw from me these days.
You punish me,
from trying to be,
all that you wanted.
What more can I do?
et vous, vous êtes le président. et vous me juger surmes propres opinions? contradiction ne même pas commencer à le couvrir. Je peux agir. Je le sais. ne pense pas que tu es meilleur que moi. juste pour quevous le savez, les gens qui me regardent de haut, j'ai tendance à prouver qu'ils ont tort.
I'm stronger than ever,
you made me this way.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
But I Am A Good Girl
Fuck Lewis
I had a nightmare, that I couldn't act anymore. Because I forgot how.
I gave up talking to you. Because I know how fucking futile it will be. You don't know better, because you never dreamed big enough.
You can't say what I have or what I don't, because you've never experienced it.
Will things be okay?
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Thursday, May 19, 2011
It's Been A Lifetime Hasn't It?
What I did.
Was it right?
Where is everyone,
when I need them?
You can't tell me to relax
and just "go for dinner for now"
because I don't have the time.
I'm starting to like my job.
Even though there's that voice that says
I can't cope.
The pain of not knowing what's going on.
Why did I agree to do something
I don't believe in?
Why on Earth am I so...
weak.
Things take time,
and heal.
I know everything happens for a reason,
but what am I supposed to do now?
Turn Me Inside Out.
I did everything right.
I studied hard.
I did what you wanted.
I didn't choose the risky choice.
I chose something safer over something I loved.
I did something completely Singaporean.
I listened to you.
I know we've had this conversation.
I know that's why I'm not talking to you.
I don't know why I'm doing this anymore.
I wonder what will happen now that I love my job.
I don't know why I hate the school.
I did everything right.
Why aren't I happy?
Friday, April 22, 2011
I Know How Georgia Feels.
to be the one who is as good as anyone else.
to be the one who is trying so hard to not screw up.
to work harder than Nikki,
but to watch her step into the spotlight
time and time again.
Being tired of being sad.
Being sad to not be interesting enough,
not funny enough,
not good at imitations,
not bad enough.
If I could have another second to think,
I'd tell you that I'm scared.
I needed your advice
but you were never around.
You guys are amazing.
How I'm a stereotype for crying now,
kinda makes me smile.
Comment est-il que quelque chose que j'aime peutme rend si heureux encore si triste en meme temps?
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Dear Elfin;
Can't love no one else,
'til you love yourself.
And if they don't like it,
tell 'em:
Get in line,
and kiss your ass.
Muah!
but if you're looking at this,
know that you're awesome.
You came such a long way,
and I'm so proud of you.
You played such a important part in the 2 short years we were friends.
You supported me when I was at my low points,
and celebrated with me when life wasn't so bitchy.
No amount of XOXOs will be enough,
so thank you,
and happy birthday ah ma!
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Parce qu'ils m'ont entendu la première fois.
I serve it up in a shot,
so suck it down like a man.
Thought I would forget,
Didn't you?
I remember.
It hurts because,
I thought I found you,
at last.
Do you not understand,
you of all people
should know.
Thank you for making me feel "SO SECURE"
really,
love me for me,
bitch.
I'm trying really hard
to want to miss you.
I'm trying really hard
to see past the "who cares" attitude.
I'm trying really hard
to be excited about anything.
There used to be something.
I used to dream.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
In Fifty Years or So
You can like the life you're living,
You can live the life you like.
It's funny how when I talk to you, I can feel so completely alone.
It's funny how I used to be able to tell you anything, but it's like you don't know what boundaries are or when some places are inappropriate for certain topics.
It's funny how you seem to not understand who I am, the looks you give me.
I'm happy you don't ask me anymore, because the answer ain't you now.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Aren't We Supposed to Dream Big?
Oh Miss Mango tank top,
where are you when I need your advice the most?
Oh Madre,
how could you doubt this,
when you knew how much it hurt me in the past?
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