There used to be this urge to want to blog.. to share with the world or at least with those who read, but now it feels better to curl into a ball and not say anything. Sometimes sitting in a corner would just be better.
I cant remember what I wanted to write things just seem to slip from me if I write about how happy I've been out with other people he'll be angry because it seems I'm not happy with him maybe bcoz I fight with him the most.
and JY, thanks for your comment "so no life". We used to fight alot and I will definitely scold you for that stupid comment in the past. Now.. I think I am too tired. So dont blame me for keeping quiet.
I wanted to be the snowbird
Beneath it's snowy mantle cold and clean, The unborn grass lies waiting for its coat to turn to green. The snowbird sings the song he always sings, And speaks to me of flowers that will bloom again in spring. When I was young my heart was young then, too. And anything that it would tell me, that's the thing that I would do. But now I feel such emptiness within, For the thing that I want most in life's the thing that I can't win.
Spread your tiny wings and fly away, And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day. The one I love forever is untrue, And if I could you know that I would fly away with you.
The breeze along the river seems to say, That he'll only break my heart again should I decide to stay. So, little snowbird, take me with you when you go, To that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow.
Spread your tiny wings and fly away, And take the snow back with you where it came from on that day. The one I love forever is untrue, And if I could you know that I would fly away with you. Yeah, if I could I know that I would fly away with you.