Sunday, November 13
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
.. like nette, i feel as if i've lost myself.
i'm looking back and everything seems as if it's black and white, no colours; no pleasant memories.
i feel like just hugging gwen and never let go.
stand by the streets and watch the crowd go
all i want to do now is to sit in the middle of the streets and let the faces go by, and maybe slowly, slowly i will find myself again.
will you take my hand and join me? guide me?
p.s:
to you, yes u know who u are, just give me some time. i dont want to shout and utter those nasty words and later regret. can you at least understand that?
why are you making it sound as if i'm in the wrong now.
sometimes we got to spell the obvious, if not people around will just make assumptions and misunderstand.
