sigh it gotta be hard to control sometimes.


its some management in those insecurities based on trust and insignificantly based on that hopping bean that lay dead on the table. "grow grow" showers or sprinklers shall bring it to life. cold and still, it laid, still unmoved by anyone's actions. what to do, its just a bean that has always been. dont make sense? what ever makes sense if we choose to remain our own own perceptions, or rather, we remain simply stubborn to our pt of views. irritable? questionable.



i wish i can get the trust over her,
to let her know i aint no ordinary typical,
that i wont be just something stagnent,
but always proving myself.

but whats for show aint for real,
whats for real is the show,
complicating matters somehow,
we'll take it slowly with a bow.

accepting defeat aint the early task,
for i shall understand the lowly rumble,
where the supreme class shall slowly crumble,
can she see it in me, just me?

so wold straight As get u somewhere,
or rather achievements in another field,
what impresses to those who judge,
i aint judgemental, oh totally not.

hold thy hands into the air,
praying for that miracle,
praying for that blessed grace,
or it will be another nightmare.

carefully we come undone,
secretly we hide a plot,
only two you say it shall be,
anything more we wont accept within.

just you and me,
heck what everyone's will say,
it doesnt matter anymore,
just u and me forevermore.




hard to please me aye? its simply... those actions that makes the difference. appreciation takes time to accomodate self giving-ness, hope for the best then i shall say to myself, hope for the best.




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breaking free to something new. =)