SHEENAWALDORF
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
the 20 years black book
" berat bebanku,meninggalkanmu,sesak separuh nafas jiwaku..."
dear black book
yo could be almost 20 years old now
maybe i exaggerate but i had always exaggerate about you
i was about to lay down and yield sum dreams
dreams that i been sewing for a long time
maybe past few days
it crumbles everytime i woke up
everytime i look over my fone
everytime i had myself bathed
everytime i had my shoes on
everytime i took the courage to walk for my daily steps
it seems so weird to actually get up and do this
life's have neevr been complete
it had to stop at its tracks and let the train pass
*honk**honk*
sweet sweet sound
i told a good friend once
maybe he was until present put its back on me and history was dancing in circles infront
leaving me mellow
sour and itchy
back to telling a good fren of mine
ive always greeted him with positive views
ive never leave positive off my vocabulary
ive always believed in being positive and seeing ahead
positive means optimism
optimism means never even imagine failure
ive always told friends
the more you say you fail,the more it comes
just like inviting the crows for a tea down at the backyard
just like calling the grim reaper to help you decorate the grave he head for you
just like opening an umbrella inside the house
superstitious it may be but isnt it like calling the cat to your feet?
positive
but nontherless
it doesnt work on me if you guys would wan me to set teh record straight
it wokrs on certain issues
tho sum just crumbles upon me and laugh their heads of at me for being dumb and pureply vulnerable
ive warned
ive advised
i never get anything useful for myself
how could i smile tru the day wen i know your not around
how could i keep thinking positive wen i know your turnin your back on me
how could i try wen i know your were raising the white flag
how could i noe even wen yu are around the corner wen im hafing my 40 kinds of sadness
how could i even stay up waiting for you to kol
how could i even noe whther you would even kol me up
i hold hands
i kissed you
i hugged you
i missed you
i left you
i came back
i close my eyes evryday kissing you
i close mye yes eryday smiling for you
i close mye yes everyday dreaming of you
how could i even noe now you were the one
my everything
you were the best tyng dat happened to me since my milk spilled stale and dry
i took a risk and i stood upon it
note to self
its a past
im a mess
maybe i shud dump the positive advice
tot he friends whom ive use to tell that being positive works
my fren i lied
i always do
just so you all stayed happy
if you did
you were lucky
i tried 21 years
and im still trying
hard....
should i try now closing my eyes and have the dream that i had yesterday?
dear black book
yo could be almost 20 years old now
maybe i exaggerate but i had always exaggerate about you
i was about to lay down and yield sum dreams
dreams that i been sewing for a long time
maybe past few days
it crumbles everytime i woke up
everytime i look over my fone
everytime i had myself bathed
everytime i had my shoes on
everytime i took the courage to walk for my daily steps
it seems so weird to actually get up and do this
life's have neevr been complete
it had to stop at its tracks and let the train pass
*honk**honk*
sweet sweet sound
i told a good friend once
maybe he was until present put its back on me and history was dancing in circles infront
leaving me mellow
sour and itchy
back to telling a good fren of mine
ive always greeted him with positive views
ive never leave positive off my vocabulary
ive always believed in being positive and seeing ahead
positive means optimism
optimism means never even imagine failure
ive always told friends
the more you say you fail,the more it comes
just like inviting the crows for a tea down at the backyard
just like calling the grim reaper to help you decorate the grave he head for you
just like opening an umbrella inside the house
superstitious it may be but isnt it like calling the cat to your feet?
positive
but nontherless
it doesnt work on me if you guys would wan me to set teh record straight
it wokrs on certain issues
tho sum just crumbles upon me and laugh their heads of at me for being dumb and pureply vulnerable
ive warned
ive advised
i never get anything useful for myself
how could i smile tru the day wen i know your not around
how could i keep thinking positive wen i know your turnin your back on me
how could i try wen i know your were raising the white flag
how could i noe even wen yu are around the corner wen im hafing my 40 kinds of sadness
how could i even stay up waiting for you to kol
how could i even noe whther you would even kol me up
i hold hands
i kissed you
i hugged you
i missed you
i left you
i came back
i close my eyes evryday kissing you
i close mye yes eryday smiling for you
i close mye yes everyday dreaming of you
how could i even noe now you were the one
my everything
you were the best tyng dat happened to me since my milk spilled stale and dry
i took a risk and i stood upon it
note to self
its a past
im a mess
maybe i shud dump the positive advice
tot he friends whom ive use to tell that being positive works
my fren i lied
i always do
just so you all stayed happy
if you did
you were lucky
i tried 21 years
and im still trying
hard....
should i try now closing my eyes and have the dream that i had yesterday?