Something Bothers...

(Warning: negativity overloaded, skip this if you’re in a sunny mood)


I’m sorry if I gave u the wrong impression

I’m sorry if I never looked into your eyes

I’m sorry if I never speak much

I’m sorry if I’ve made sudden excuses to go away

I’m sorry if I left you feeling awkward and uncomfortable

It’s all because of the ‘thing’ running through my head

The ‘thing’ hanging down my nose

It needed air to breathe, it needed time to release

Long time hiding will only cause suffocation

We have a mixed and complicated relationship

‘Love & Hate’, that’s the closest term I could name it

It’s a trademark of mine, and it also made my mum cried;

It gives me another insight of life,

and it also stripped away my sense of pride;

It gives me another reason to fight in life,

but it just worsened my cowardice;

God is fair, and I’m blessed with the bestests of life

but somehow I just wished I could get it off my mind

To me, confidence is a word of a thousand tonnes

At the same time, it only took a stick of dynamite to blow it up

Yes, in case if you wonder,

I did took the words seriously, and I sighed on the mirror frequently

And for once or twice, I dropped a tear or two in the middle of the night

But I’ll never breakdown in front of you guys,

as I hold on to my image so damn tight

I just can’t stand myself from losing my last bit sense of pride

However I used to lose it, once in my life

And I regretted it, for the rest of my life



I used to be a perfectionist,

But now no longer I belong to it;

I used to be such an arrogant peafowl

Now I’m just a plain ignorant da-mole;

I’ve gotta resent myself from excessive expressing

Because option A, B & Cs are the only ones in the presentable list;

I’ve gotta learn to be receptive to everything

So that I could learn to be less touchy when dealing with ‘it’;

I tended to choose the most travelled routes

As I don't have the courage to face it if things went south;

And you know I’d never let you take my pictures from the side,

I guessed now you’d already know the reason’s why

"TOLD 'YA NOT FROM THE SIDE!!..."

(I’m just worried if I’m going to lose anything more in my life….)

Somberness aside, deep down inside,

I’m not those who’d easily give up that tumbling kite

I have this little fighting spirit for as long as I could ever remember

Having kept on trying and fighting for what I thought were impossible

You see, there’s a reason why I still root for Britney all this while

And why I listen and sing to Mariah’s ‘Hero’ all the time

In the end, I’m actually thrilled of what I’d been able to achieve

But alas, too bad, that’s the limit that I can only reach

No need for feeling guilty, as it’s all me, not others

And in fact, I’ve got to thank ‘it’, for the good things it brought to me:

It pulls me back to the ground whenever I wasn’t aware

It constructed the sensitive yet wacky Libran personality of mine

It gives me pride in certain ways I’d have never expected

It brings me some of the best things in my life which are more than I could ask for

..........

All in all, it makes me who I am today

Both the good side and the bad side

Again, I’m sorry if you’re offended by this semi-revelation of a typical Libran

‘The world is at war, and the children are left in poor, and now you’re getting’ emo- just because of this ding-dong??’

I just need some space sometimes, that's all

I’m bitchily sensitive, it’s been hiding inside of me

But I mean no harm, and I always looked that easy

Because that’s the side of me that I want to let you see

(Do you see the conflicting personalities I’m having?)

(not that extreme lar~~)

And if there is a chance, I’ll get rid of it, once and for all,

And for once in a while, you’ll see the true sunshine in me.

Face yourself, before you face the others.