Sunday, September 5, 2010

torn scars...

is it time or is it not?
steps in fate lead to today's fair day
is this called fate/?

time is always thing i scared of
today as lovely couple loving each others as if cannot live without each others
tomorrow the most terrible nightmare brought to life

life's always full of miserable...
we planned and still we got nothing we really want
to be responsible to our lives, we live for a better tomorrow, to witness the world to treat us fair

my heart bleeds
ever since the first scar that has been torn
treating someone from heart, lead that someone to leave
had i really done wrong in my life?

who knows
time will just prove everything
right or wrong, it just tell me i'm not the one who should regret for unhappy past

to be fair
how many people around the world really be responsible to their world
how many people will tell the truth until the end of life

the world is just ugly
just because these peoples choose to live in their ugly world
they torn the world apart
they just prove on how a poor quality on their personality

i never hate someone until they make me hate them
it's not my intention to hate them
it's their low behavior to their own life makes me hate them

does life has to be like fireworks that has the brightest moment which last within seconds?
can;t we just stay above the never ending space like the star leading people who are lost in the middle of the ocean?

i admit i'm very tired from heart
which mentally sick
but i will never lay low in my life
i will just prove to this species how what a regretting mistakes they had done in life

you dare you may challenge me
all i know is, my mind will always stay cool as usual me
i never changed, i only go for the best in life
i never do things without hope
and i will never put my life in a result that has no future

you tear the world apart
your life will be torn by the world
for the ugly world of your cause

even if i bleed
my blood shall never meet the end
i have a true heart in my life, that's what i never give up

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