Track: Dreams... (Diana DeGarmo)
Time: 1420hrs...
Feelings: Studious... Hehe...
Status: Deep in thought...
Quote: Love is like the truth, sometimes it prevails, sometimes it hurts...
I found this when I was reading through "The 7 Habits of Highly Effective Teens"... Thought I'd share it with you guys...
PLEASE... HEAR WHAT I'M NOT SAYING...
Don't be fooled by me... Don't be fooled by the mask I wear... For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me... Pretending is an art that is second nature with me, but don't be fooled...
... I give the impression that I'm secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without; that confidence is my name and coolness is my game; that the waters are calm and that I'm in command and I need no one... But don't believe it... Please don't...
I idly chatter with you in the suave tones of surface talk... I tell you everything that's really nothing, nothing of what's crying within me... So when I'm going through my daily routine, don't be fooled by what I'm saying... Please listen carefully and listen to what I'm not saying; what I'd like to be able to say; what, for survival, I need to say but I can't say... I dislike the hiding... Honestly, I do... I dislike the superficial phoney games I'm playing...
I'd like to be genuine, spontaneous and me; but you have to help me... You have to help me by holding out your hand, even when that's the last thing I seem to want of need... Each time you are kind and gentle and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings... Very small wings... Very feeble wings... But wings... With your sensitivity and sympathy and your power of understanding, I can make it... You can breathe life into me... It will not be easy for you... A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls... But love is stronger than strong walls, and therein lies my hope... Please try to beat down those walls with firm hands, but with gentle hands, for a child is sensitive, and I am a child...
Who am I, you may wonder... For I am every man, every woman, every child............ every human you meet...
Well... It's so true I guess... Anyways... A messages to someone....
To Shirlyn :
Heyz man... I really want to thank you for listening to me just now... For showing your concern and care... I managed to remove some of the insecurity within me... All thanks to you... I'm feeling all better now... The reassurance you gave me made me feel more confident and upright... Your encouragements... They're really helping me through this period of time... About some things (which I'd rather not mention here)... If you've read what is written above, I want you to know that so far, you've been one of the 4 people who've managed to break through and see through my masks... For that, you truly are a great person yourself... Thanks again... :)
Okie, well... This is one long entry... All those peeps out there who's sick, take care you guys!!... That's all for now... Chao!!...
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[*]Ariff
[*]Byron
[*]Celestine
[*]Cik Liza
[*]Clarence
[*]Connie
[*]Fahmi
[*]Farhan
[*]Germaine
[*]Geil
[*]Isna Elyana
[*]Jacqueline
[*]Janet
[*]Jasmine
[*]Jie Shi
[*]Jocelyn
[*]Kenneth
[*]Khairu
[*]Khalisah
[*]Levin
[*]Marilyn
[*]Maurice
[*]Melissa
[*]Mr Tong
[*]NazatulFadzlin
[*]Qi Yun
[*]Sakinah
[*]Sharon
[*]Shirlyn
[*]Siti Haneesah
[*]Siti Raudah
[*]Stephanie
[*]Sutrisno
[*]Syafiq
[*]Taufik
[*]Taufik & Serene
[*]Tuck Foong
[*]Vanessa
[*]Wei Quin
[*]Wei Xion
[*]Yina
[*]Yixin
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I open my eyesSimple Plan
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I try to see but I'm blinded
By the white light
I can't remember how
I can't remember why
I'm lying here tonight
And I can't stand the pain
And I can't make it go away
No I can't stand the pain
How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?
Everybody's screaming
I try to make a sound
But no one hears me
I'm slipping off the edge
I'm hanging by a thread
I wanna start this over again
So I try to hold onto
A time when nothing mattered
And I can't explain what happened
And I can't erase the things that I've done
No I can't
How could this happen to me?
I made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?
I've made my mistakes
Got no where to run
The night goes on
As I'm fading away
I'm sick of this life
I just wanna scream
How could this happen to me?
