Sunday, November 05, 2006

She says...

She says...

"
Im nobody to be sad
Im nobody to ask why
Im nobody to request
Im nobody to stop

Im nobody to be jealous
Im nobody to be pleased
Im nobody to be missed
Im nobody to be called

too much to care
too much to consider
too much to sacrifice
too much for even a dream

nobody is to be hurt
nobody is to love
nobody is to hope
nobody is to cry

How can a train goes derailed
when nobody can made a mistake
How to say impossible is nothing
Like you say a cat can marry a dog

How to not struggle
when everything is too smooth for a r'ship
How to just feel numb
When everything is never meant to be

At the end of the day
she says..
the grass is greener on the other side
then she smiles and say "hopefully"
"

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

guess every1 got this post call she says d...
all concentrate on miracle d..
really miracle happen anytime anywhr ,and to anyone.
anyway nice poem thr...
hope our rship sail smoothly too :P
take care~

Anonymous said...

I hope your relationship sails smoothly too. =) You really are a nice guy, Ron. If your niceness is so apparent in your blog comments itself, you must truly be a wonderful guy in real life. I hope you don't let that pharqueing AOTD affect anything.

Anonymous said...

A lil experienced i once have, hope this will ease your heart...

Photograph Smiles

These crimson colored lips of mine, scream a secret, hanging in the air.
a secret life thats buried inside, but I promise you, it's there.
I'll scream out my pretty poison, every word decaying in your mind.
and here alone, I'll publicly announce, this soul thats left behind.

here I am, decaying, crumbling forever in front of you,
and theres nothing else you can say, we can't start anew.
these pretty poisons cannot be erased, they've stained this toxic air.
and your photograph smile is paper thin, but still a reminder you once cared.

this is my chance now, and I'll take it, hands around the throat.
and I'll burn your photograph smiles, along with each love stained note.
I'll savor this beauty, as your twinkling eyes turn to ash and burn.
and I'll stand over your body tall, screaming aloud the lessons learned.

here I am, decaying, crumbling forever in front of you,
and theres nothing else you can say, we can't start anew.
these pretty poisons cannot be erased, they've stained this toxic air.
and your photograph smile is paper thin, but still a reminder you once cared.

those paper smiles are only so thin, before they crumble, they decay.
and those paper eyes that reflect the flash, photographs scream louder than what you say.
you're nothing but a memory, a charcoal scar upon this floor.
and this box full of all your so called love, is a box of love no more.

here I am, decaying, crumbling forever in front of you,
and theres nothing else you can say, we can't start anew.

Your photograph smile is paper thin, but still a reminder you once cared.