once upon a time

I wrote this.. once upon a time

This is sad.
I cannot shout to the world.
I cannot speak to myself.
I cannot whisper to the wind.
I can’t. I just can’t.
This is happiness. I know for sure. I’m happy. I AM HAPPY. H-A-P-P-Y.
But I’m afraid. I AM AFRAID. A-F-R-A-I-D. Cause I know nothing last forever.
Meaning: I am Me.
Oh well.. I want to make a statement. I want to make a move and make my feelings known.
But something always hold me back.

This is wrong.
My head is spinning.
My heart beats faster.
My hands get cold.
Oh my Oh my.. What’s going on?
This is RIGHT. Never knew I can feel this way: I FEEL RIGHT. R-I-G-H-T.
But I feel scared. Why do I FEEL SCARED? S-C-A-R-E-D to feel that way.
Meaning: I feel me.
I must admit, this is killing me, having this kind of situation. It came over me in a rush.
It made me running faster and faster. The last thing I need is an accident.

This is old.
I am old.
I feel old
I = old
Damn. Hahahaha.
This is young. I AM YOUNG. Y-O-U-N-G but not young enough.
But I did this once. I did hurt once. I FREAK OUT. I’m not on drugs but I F-R-E-A-K O-U-T.
Meaning: I’m just me.
I know that past should stay in the past. But the past really bothers my present.
I choose to enjoy my present, hoping that it won’t become a past that bothers my future.



yeah, whatever..