Friday, March 31, 2006

-what is life ?-

i was just reading a blog and it came to my mind.
what exactly is life ?

is life just about getting acceptance from friends ?
covered from head to toe in branded stuff?
or going around contributing to petty gossips ?

is your life just about condemning people and saying hurtful things to hurt someone?
or is it about encouraging people and lifting them up?


sometimes we got so carried off and forgot that christians are human too
they laugh, they cry and they will get upset too

im tired of being nice and at the end of the day, im being taken granted for.
im tired of smiling and pretending that everything's alright
im sick of you spilling vulgarities
im sick of you.

you said i wont want to see you get nasty.
hey, you mean you can get nastier than that?

if making that decision meant breaking off the friendship with all of you,
if it meant that i'll be alone for the rest of my poly life
if it meant that i'll go for lunch breaks alone
study alone, work alone
if it meant that i'll lose eight friends

but i'll get freed from all the condemnations
i dont have to suffer from any insults
and get back the peace of God
and make my best friend that's within me happy

then goodbye world, hello God. =]


i thank for one friend in school that i can count on.
thanks XY for being there.
when times are tough, you lifted me up
when everyone's walking out, you walked right in



Maybe I wear baggies
and white socks with flip-flops
maybe I don't like listening to rave
and I'm not on the social mountaintops

maybe I don't care about the things
that make your worlds twirl
maybe you look at me and think
"Gee, what a nothing girl"

Maybe I like giving smiles
which seems to be a sin today
and maybe I allow my imagination
to sometimes run away

maybe you don't understand this
and that's why you cannot see
to you, im a nothing girl
but thats okay with me

The world makes you believe
your personality mustn't be detected
your face must be picture perfect
and wear clothes just the best, to be accepted

Maybe I look at you
and feel sorry that you're blind
robots you have became
yourself you'll never find



once again, i lean upon You.


| s a n d y wrote this down @ 15:06|

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