Thursday, December 29, 2011

Time Machine

Song/Tune: Time Machine
Artist: Girl's Generation


Watching your back view get smaller as the space between gets larger
It's over, guess it's over.
Your strides seem to be getting firmer, my tears' are getting stronger.
Hurry go before I pull you back to this selfish forever.
One mistake, got a one regret
Why did I make the beginning of 'the end' .
I don't know and I'll never comprehend
Oh why did I have to hold both of their hands

I need a time machine then I can do more good
Instead of proving that there is a love this unbeautiful
Need it right now, need to do what's right
Gotta go back and not make you part of the sinful 
I need a time machine 
I need a time machine

Our story tainted with the terrible awful word of unfaithful
It is the greatest wrong in taking off on the wrong foot
What should I do now, my heart is beating through, Just don't look back my mind will come around
Move on thats the solution to this mess.
Just one mistake,Just one regret
All cause I couldn't resist temptation's test

I need a time machine then I can do more good
Instead of proving that love can be this unbeautiful
Need it right now, need to do what's right
Gotta go back and not cause love to be sinful 
I need a time machine 

You needed a gentleman not a greedy man
Someone way better than me
Someone to prevent the tears
Not one who burdens you with the stones of guilt when fog clears.

I need a time machine then I can do more good
Instead of only creating a love this unbeautiful
Need it right now, need to do what's right
Gotta go back and not be that sinful
Gotta go back and let love remain colorful.
Gimme a time machine 
Gimme a time machine
Gimme a time machine

Friday, October 28, 2011

Beside(s)

No flower would bloom when the seed isn't planted
The bridge can't be crossed unless a first step is taken
No future can be predicted as proven by miracles 
And acknowledgement without action is just mere words
Annoyingly fear surrounds my outlook on the future
Refuting the claims of how years will make one more mature
Thus secretly with an outstretched hand approaching
Upfront playing the role of friendship to the best of my ability
Smiling at me,you proudly brag about how I'm the best friend
Smiling at you, my heart begins to fix the unintentional dent

Yet day by day I'm still wearing the label 
That allows me to be that emotionally conflicting close by
In time only regret will remain behind
Still I'm always only frantically for the courage to break free
Wasting all these precious crucial time
Honestly girl, I do have a thousand ways of confessing to you
Words that will convey and make you sway
Followed by actions that will definitely make you so gay 
Eyes sparkles with the confession hidden within
Only quick glimpse are exchanged between you and me
My mouth remains shut, the voice still too timid.
As fear of rejection and losing you altogether controls me
Watching the world spin by, with you beside
We continue to sit at our usual spot, an inch of separation in between

The desired clouds and love fantasy
Confidently I can state that with us all that will be a reality
Yet my tongue is on lockdown 
With a shut mouth once again, I'm courage's letdown
Struggling in my role as the conflicted
Trying to search for the answer that will go past the depicted
The best excuse in concluding
Is to say that rejection will leave me with nothing but nothing
Internally I had irresponsibly made an excuse that love is the sickness
Internally hating the fact that I'm only reaching due to my weakness

Yet day by day I'm still wearing the label 
That allows me to be that emotionally conflicting close by
In time only regret will remain behind
Still I'm always only frantically for the courage to break free
Wasting all these precious crucial time
Honestly girl, I do have a thousand ways of confessing to you
Words that will convey and make you sway
Followed by actions that will definitely make you so gay 
Eyes sparkles with the confession hidden within
Only quick glimpse are exchanged between you and me
My mouth remains shut, the voice still too timid.
As fear of rejection and losing you altogether controls me
Watching the world spin by, with you beside
We continue to sit at our usual spot, an inch of separation in between

You talk about another crook
Simultaneously anxiety and relief washes over this fool
I only offer my shoulder and a listening ear
As the act of you snuggling in my arms quietly disappears
Cause the timing of when the friend would offer
Has once again, gone by without a single murmurer 
Your head casually leans on me 
If I could I would but I didn't hence we're staying in that position
Silently you try to gather back your temporary lost happiness.
Silently I'm stuck with searching for my permanently lost senses. 

Yet day by day I'm still wearing the label 
That allows me to be that emotionally conflicting close by
In time only regret will remain behind
Still I'm always only frantically for the courage to break free
Wasting all these precious crucial time
Honestly girl, I do have a thousand ways of confessing to you
Words that will convey and make you sway
Followed by actions that will definitely make you so gay 
Eyes sparkles with the confession hidden within
Only quick glimpse are exchanged between you and me
My mouth remains shut, the voice still too timid.
As fear of rejection and losing you altogether controls me
Watching the world spin by, with you beside
We continue to sit at our usual spot, an inch of separation in between

Staying true in being that friend that is always beside
But never close enough to have you only by my side

Monday, October 24, 2011

微笑


我不懂 你今是否躲在哪里 
只知道 现实又再次不公平 
这样慌 可能只在浪费力气 
不停找 但你还是下落不明 
焦急心 使我思考只出问题 
慢下来 试着冷静地再细想 
所拥有 只是我慌张的心思 
只拥有 想对你说出口的真情
   
有时候 你并不需过独立磨练
你看看 我们仍然在你的身边 
所以你 不要把悲伤藏在一边 
眼泪流 不代表有弱者在面前 
如果你 不要弱的一面被看见 
那我能 闭眼把你哭当成谣言 
烦恼留 在我肩膀心情变好先
微笑吧 理想的快乐将会实现
  
旁观者 不能减轻你的负担 
旁观者 只能试着让你改观 
使用话 赶出你心里的阴暗
就是我 所能做的残酷极限 
坦率说 话是不能解决困难 
更何况 听到的是糟糕语言 
但期望 真实的尝试被发现
请相信 你将会走在平安路线
   
有时候 你并不需过独立磨练 
你看看 我们仍然在你的身边 
所以你 不要把悲伤藏在一边 
眼泪流 不代表有弱者在面前 
如果你 不要弱的一面被看见 
那也能 闭眼把你哭当成谣言 
只是我 希望你烦恼留在我肩
微笑吧 理想的快乐将会实现
   
一人撑一人疼一人去改错 
满脑子只有失败回忆在绕 
你也无时无刻的在寻解脱 
该放下倔强把抱负给减少 
因为你的责任感是太狂扩 
所以请你再次听我唠叨地说
 
 
有时候 你并不需过独立磨练 
你看看 我们仍然在你的身边 
所以你 不要把悲伤藏在一边 
眼泪流 不代表有弱者在面前 
如果你 不要弱的一面被看见 
那也能 闭眼把你哭当成谣言 
只是我 希望烦恼留在我肩膀 
微笑吧 理想的快乐将会实现
  
雨后的彩虹是你哭后的笑容

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Venus & Mars

In the books they say venus is a lady created for the arts
But when I see you I swear venus has landed safely in my heart
This was the first to line of the start of a simple confession
However the outcome was far from the imagined ideal situation
As now I'm here running after you trying to let you see my light
While you tell me that I must be dreaming of a sun in the night
Implying out loud that I'm out of mind and maybe blind to the truth
That I would never be known as the man beside your beautiful youth

Wait hold up
Oh shut up

Hey girl don't tell me that I'm blind.
No it is stupidity and you combined
Cause you don't get this feeling filling me
I don't get why I get you to like me
Girl can't you tell what kind of man I am inside?
If only I'm able to survive the outside
Give me a chance and I'll definitely prove my point
Your smile is like the gentle breeze on a hot summer
Providing the much needed relief from my burning desire
Before disappearing and making me face the heat alone
The friction of a one way track always will be rougher
Still I belief in the hope and bright side of our future love
I just need you to really see the honest heart within me
Then maybe you will say yes to the start of our fantasy.
The reason you compared me to the heat of summer
It is because I'm too hot for a minor from Mars to handle.
Clear your head and take a good look in the mirror
Cause it definitely showed you that I'm out of your league.
Accept the simple truth little boy and get your act together
Maybe now you will finally comprehend reality's picture
Then maybe this goddess from Venus will be free from torture.
Wait hold up
Oh shut up

Hey girl don't tell me that I'm blind.
No it is stupidity and you combined
Cause you don't get this feeling filling me
I don't get why I get you to like me
Girl can't you tell what kind of man I am inside?
If only I'm able to survive the outside
Give me a chance and I'll definitely prove my point

Trust me girl, it is what I am inside that really matters
Give me a chance and you'll know I'm much stronger
Than what you conjure up from looking at my cover
Take a leap of faith and you'll see that we are for the better
Cause my sincerity and love will never allow you to suffer

You boys talk a whole lot, but all a bunch of liars
No way will I allow you to be one of love's murderer
So wake up and save your pretty little talk scripted by Mars
No amount of sugar will grant you a place under my shelter
Hence stop all these unnecessary act of a sore loser
Wait a moment, hear me out
Girl don't tell me that I'm ignorant, 
I'm just chasing with the drive derived from my love's pure innocence
I'm not living an illusion by confessing
I'm just expressing in words the act of me reaching for our sweet beginning
So girl it is not I who is blind
It isn't stupidity and me combined that has clouded my mind 
Cause you don't get this feeling inside
Girl let me show you the kind of man I am inside 
Give me a chance and I'll definitely prove my point

Saturday, October 15, 2011

I'm Just Saying

Hello there little child of mine
Love and joy somehow comes with this lingering sense of insecurities and blues
Guess this is how it is when one is drowning under the strength of 'lost without a clue.'
The complicated foreign language of adulthood undoubtedly arrived too soon.
Now I look upon your face, with apologetic eyes as I say,Hello there what am I to do.
Foolish me, how can a baby teach a child to evade and solve her impending doom
I should be the one reaching out and sheltering you from reality's gloom
Determination to overcome any bad forecast make me believe there is no tomb
All a matter of whether I am willing to change this bad luck that looms


Cause it is only a slip-up in a teenage dream
But those pretty words simply imply things weren't meant to or planned to be like this.
With education, my actions aren't termed as a misjudgement as it was pure ignorance
Which had held the upper hand in my mind due to those moment of sweet 'innocence'.
I may be a silly little girl that time but nothing will sway this decision of mine
I'm saying cheers to those disapproval unsympathetic prejudice eyes
Cause one day somehow in someway I'm beating my self-imposed hardship of life.


Hello there shaking heads
Questions flowing, brows cringing,it really isn't that hard to understand?
This was what had occurred and these are consequences to be comprehend
So how about stay to lend a helping hand instead of whispering behind one's back.
Oh right, my bad,How could I had forgotten about that tiny little fact
Blood is thicker than water is only applicable for those sentences with a bail
Shut your eyes and cover your ears, focus only on my breathing and what I'm saying.
Ignore them, my boy, do not know their ugly words, just like those minor holes in our sail.
Because soon enough, we shall and would be basking in glory that I shall be attaining
Don't be fooled,this could all just be another round of wishful thinking,I'm just saying


Cause it is only a slip-up in a teenage dream
But those pretty words simply imply things weren't meant to or planned to be like this.
With education, my actions aren't termed as a misjudgement as it was pure ignorance
Which had held the upper hand in my mind due to those moment of sweet 'innocence'.
I may be a silly little girl that time but nothing will sway this decision of mine
I'm saying cheers to those disapproval unsympathetic prejudice eyes
Cause one day somehow in someway I'm beating my self-imposed hardship of life.


Hello there, little boy of mine.
I'm fully aware of the truth that I'm looking at your beautiful face at the wrong time.
But I will take the burden of showing both of us some form of hope's eluding light
As I stand firm in what I believe and reach out towards my one true selfish spotlight
Don't worry my love, we shall be free from statistics cause there is no everlasting night
So hear me sing this song to you as we prepare for the uphill slope against life


Cause this is only a slip-up in my teenage dream
Yes,those pretty words do not imply things weren't meant to or planned to be like this.
With education, my actions are termed as a misjudgement as it isn't pure ignorance
Which had held the upper hand in my mind during those moment of sweet 'innocence'.
I was not a silly little girl that time and nothing will sway this decision of mine
I'm saying cheers to those disapproval unsympathetic prejudice eyes
Cause one day somehow in someway I'm beating His evil imposed of hardship in my life.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Words and Only Words

Song/Tune: 放了自己
Artist: 魔幻力量 
A shameful lowered gaze 
As regrets and guilt, wraps the heart in an endless cry
Hence I’m here to apologize 
For all the failures that made those smiling words become nothing but a lie
I may wish for all to change, but it won’t
What can I do? What should I do? 
How can I move on with you in the blues 
All those memories, all the promise
Is there no win-win situation?
Cause I can’t believe, that all there is 
Is for me to proceed thou knowing you’re alone
Why can’t I give you something more than another pile of words 
For you to claim as your own?
The rest have proceeded on just fine 
While I’m left with a facade
To continue with this life
I remember that day like yesterday
Where my hands could only reach and grab nothing but the cold air of goodbye
What can I do? What should I do? 
How can I move on with you in the blues 
All those memories, all the promise
Is there no win-win situation?
Cause I can’t believe, that all there is 
Is for me to proceed thou knowing you’re alone
Why can’t I give you something more than another pile of words 
For you to claim as your own?
I don’t want this. I really hate this
But reality is forcing me that way
What should I do? What can I do?
Can someone provide the answers?
I miss you so. I still want you.
Won’t the truth let you come back with a smile 
To tell me that the road ahead in the end will be fine 
Cause you are still beside
Ultimately, the facts states
That once again, I’ve left you with words and only words.
(Sorry...)

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

A Shade of Grey

Normally one is one and is simply isn't meant for two or more
But what happens when old conventions are unwillingly torn 
Am I then a specimen that holds only things that went wrong
Whatever happened to fighting past one's flaws and be strong
To stand firm in your own individuality and brace life's storm
Are differences that prominent to cause friendliness to be gone
Can't the similarities hold greater importance hence focused upon
Why does the bad have the upper-hand while the rest are forgone
With a plain mirror, I'm clearly able to see all of my well-kept flaws
As if innocently reflects the parts that are owned but don't belong
Don't anyone spare a thought for the sadness within nature's outlaws?
It wasn't as if I asked for my complicated complexities to be prolonged
Even if I wish to be optimistic about the hard truth, I'm no great moron.
I know that it is easier to sail with the current than be a modern day icon
But I'm placed in this unfortunate predicament that I can't withdraw from
So what else can I do but to stay true to honestly live my life and strive on
A shade of grey isn't as beautiful as the colors of a rainbow in the sky.
A shade of grey owns no space, only goodbyes from either sides
Stranded on unwanted island as I become part of those kicked aside
To point out the flaw of the unknown becoming the unacceptable
To convince that the unacceptable is merely fear of the acceptable
To make the unacceptable to become part of the understandable 
Knowing more about society, feeling emotions like a normal person
Yet diagnosed as an outcast. Isn't it such a contradicting condition
One mutated cell is ignored but people know about death sentence of cancer
Wouldn't it be great to disregard the fact that the majority is only evident numbers.
Yet the hard truth remains, proving that one's distaste will never take a slumber
That prejudices came from an opinion that become a harsh standard judgement 
Can't differences be taken into consideration as some sort of surprise development
Instead of being treated as something abnormal, a form of life's cruel entertainment
I place faith in love with my optimism otherwise known as an idealistic movement.
Maybe someday in someway all that I hoped and wished for this world to be true.
That the majority will be swayed and allowed us to have some sort of a break through.
A shade of grey isn't as beautiful as the colors of a rainbow in the sky.
A shade of grey owns no space, only goodbyes from either sides
Stranded on unwanted island as I become part of those kicked aside
To point out the flaw of the unknown becoming the unacceptable
To convince that the unacceptable is merely fear of the acceptable
To make the unacceptable to become part of the understandable 
Knowing more about society, feeling emotions like a normal person
Yet diagnosed as an outcast. Isn't it such a contradicting condition
Because God had decided that this is how my body shall be contoured.
Frustrations with confusions brilliantly edges my sanity and mind offshore
Making all my hard work in life seem to crash and burn straight to the floor.
Is reality really that different? Is acceptance just at the near-by visible shore?
Am I deluding my own sight, masking away the truth that there is really no cure.
That no matter how sincere or genuine I am, in the other's eyes I'm only a sore.
That my doings only serve as inspiration for fictional authors and nothing more?
Will somebody ever tell us that we're perfect without going through any 'restore'?
A shade of grey isn't as beautiful as the colors of a rainbow in the sky.
A shade of grey owns no space, only goodbyes from either sides
Stranded on unwanted island as I become part of those kicked aside
To point out the flaw of the unknown becoming the unacceptable
To convince that the unacceptable is merely fear of the acceptable
To make the unacceptable to become part of the understandable 
Knowing more about society, feeling emotions like a normal person
Yet diagnosed as an outcast. Isn't it such a contradicting condition
I'm a spot in the hidden splashes of grey. Part of those indirectly tossed away.
However with every little gratefulness in me, my acts would not be swayed.
Cause I'm riding against the tide, forging a small step in the ideal righteous way.