Time goes on, n so does the life,
But mines quite different, a fanatical ride.
Well how should I put this, it's short of contradictory,
U know, the heart breaking love story types.
It starts every morning, ends every night,
My self made stories, giving birth to my hopes of it to get alive.
Usually they are small fantasy plot, featuring the girl I love,
The last time I saw hr goes past above 5 years.
May b that's why I so desperate to meet her live.
Also the plot goes on to the places I'm most likely to find her.
well thats not entirely true,
for it consists mainly of public squares, public transports n roads.
It's like someday I might bump up to her just waling through the streets,
Even though these are my fantasies, I believe in it.
Why? I don't know! But it makes me happy.
Then these dreams break, n it hurts.
It's everyday story of my life.
I hurt myself everyday, but no worries, I'm fine.
As long as it makes me happy everyday,
I'm willing to pay for, as sorrowful nights.
I said its contradictory, as my pain has become my pleasure,
All those memories of her reminds me of my pain,
but still, I want to cherish them as treasure.
Well these memories are all that's left,
that pulls me off from my lowest.
And I feel I got everything I need.
But still, I feel somethings missing,
somethings quiet important.
Is it love? Well I'm not sure cause its not always feels that way.
So then what is it that makes me feel so hollow?!
Even the slightest idea of it could've gave a direction to look for it.
But I have no idea how to get over this discontent.
This fact depresses me n then the darkness comes to swallow.
Well its getting on my nerves, my emotions flowing out of control,
I laugh n cry uncertainly, n mood swings are common ties,
Well I wish someone just come to rescue me,
help me through my dark world,
Well, I'm not a pervert, But I want it to be a girl.
Hahaha LOL!!!
Well, back to my fantasy world, I still compose them everyday.
I called it live fantasy cause I experience it to the fullest, though not entirely.
Anyways, the life still goes on n people asks,"How's going?".
I reply,"It's awsm, n I love it."
Everyone has a story,
good, bad, Hilarious or freaky, well this was mine,
Why to waste time on the past sorrows,
when I can still live life king size.
I don't want sympathy, not a bit et all,
If u really wanna help me, see it in my shoes,
For if its really empathy, it shows.
People don't really care, so I don't want to broadcast my stories to those.
Though I badly need someone who can take my life on a swirl,
Well, I'm not a pervert, but still, I want it to be a girl..!!!