Monday, 9 July 2012
Tens of years
2012.July 9th. Sabah-Taiping.
My heart is light.
My head is clear.
I will come for u my love.We will do it together.
If its torture i will cry but tears wont kill.
Only time can.
Its been a year since this little egg cracked open.
8 months to be exact.
How many ten years do we have?
How much energy i have left?
Think little bird think. Go if ur feet feels like pushing off, fly if ur wings are shining
Waste no time.
Swim in the open sea, get lost be free then find your way to whr u shud be.
Look, open ur eyes big. see the world change while u stay still, see how people pass by.
Some, with a purpose, most with none.
Live on the edge, dont waste space
If u fall, remember humpty dumpty sat on a wall.
Dont u call me stupid, dont u dare call me weak.
I am strong to do wht i am about to do. I chase my wish. I dare to risk.
Put ur two feet in my shoes, loose the voice, walk the path i chose before. walk. Walk. Walk. Walk.walk. WALK I SAY WALK U WALK u walk u walk.
And no matter how far how high u get, whats keeping u alive, whats beating against ur ribs will not repair itself, it will still bleed.
U try to hold it, to press it tight but nothing.
I will never ask for more
It couldnt have been better
We've had ice creams n chicken chops, birthdays n goodbyes, up cameron n long highways, tennis n books, airports n table talks, laughters n door slams
today i am who i am.
A thousand apologies will never ease a daughter's guilt
But please forgive, please understand, you've found your path your place on earth,
you have each other, i have not.
For every fathers wish for his daughters
is a man to take over
And you've lived your tens of years, i have not.
A friend asked just in time. Its now or never i realized.
A sister showed me then
That happiness is gold n money only steel, so we will use steel to built a home and enter and smear it with gold
love songs are not just love songs
They were sung by boys and girls
Every song has touched my soul
I'm fighthing a loosing battle, i cant do this alone, i want to go home.
I dont want to wish i've said 'i love you' more
I dont want to wish i've given him more hugs
If your plane had almost crashed
If you've heard tires screech
If you're 30 n still searching
If ur 50 and u have no stories
If ur 80 and you're dying
Then u will see the fear i have
I am not just a doctor, i am a woman and someone's now
Tell them tell them with pride, that i am leaving the crowd
for the love of adventure, for the adventure of love and to live a life i can truly say i've lived when i'm old.
A choice has been made, the responsibility is all mine.
God shave the queen,
God save my ass.
Goodnight.
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