Sunday, December 28, 2008
i just dont understand,
sleepless nights,
not because of you,
it's just me.
it was such an insult,
you know ive got strong pride,
yet you went ahead and wronged me.
do you know how much that hurt?
you just dont care.
i dont want you to get upset anymore,
hearing you pour out your woes,
i wish i was still in a position to do something about it,
or at least ease your burden a bit.
but im no longer needed.
so i should just get lost, so that you'll have less to fret about,
but,
how?
It's the hardest thing
I ever have to do
To walk away from you
When I want to hold you
my mum told me a story before.
a little boy was very naughty, he liked to drive nails into the fence.
his father asked him to stop, but he didnt.
his father got fed up.
he took all the screws out, and the boy secretly planned to screw them back again,
but to his disappointment,
the fence was too full of holes.
the father said to his son,
"see boy? once you drive something through, the hole is formed. even when you try to remove the nail in the gentlest way, the holes are still there. you may choose not to look at it, but when you put your hand there, you can feel it, the holes will always be there. dont ever hurt someone, because the wound will never be healed. even if you manage to seal it up, how do you conceal the scars?"
It's a beautiful disguise.