Snow

Snow
A fairy tale
Of beauty and fun,
To those who have never seen it.
For those who have seen,
However,
They have a choice.
For they know the price for
Snow

Friends??

In the ranking board
Of friendship.
Which comes first?
Humour?
Time spent?
Or honesty?
Those that goes up the rank
Rarely comes down.
So what am I s'pose to do?
A new friend, probably boring and annoying as well...
All I have is a little honesty.
I honestly want to be friends
Bt the rank is too hard to get into...
Which I could show that I could be a friend as good as anyone...
Wish I could just be a little closer
And not just be an onlooker...

Post After A Long Time

When night comes,
I always don't know it will be leaving soon.
Same goes for the day.
Fast Fast Fast
Endless time, a fantasy.

There are people who I like.
And people who I dislike.
People I want to be with,
And people I don't want to.
Most of all,
There are people who I want to catch up to but I cant.
I cant.
I want.
I try.
I don't know.

忙 (?)

心思重重叠叠，

无能, 无心, 无力。

能想入非非，

不能深思熟虑。

万事具备, 只欠动力，

惜哉惜哉。

若能善用一时,

便即多拥一刻。

时间如流水,

让人看着它逐渐流逝，

于是人们便急着喝水,

岂知越喝越忙。

Time Passed

A long long time before now,
There is a boy.
Flipping through the pages of life,
As carefree as he could afford to,
As easily as he is supposed to.
The clock has been ticking continuously since,
And nothing could have stopped it.
The wind that blows, the rain that fell.
The sun that rose, the moon that shone.
The people that were friends, the people that still are.
The gossips that spread, the jokes shared.
The books read, the stories enjoyed.
The facts that were, the facts that are.
Time passed,
A boy he was and a boy he is.
Even though the world is changing,
Even though time is moving on,
Even though life is getting heavier,
A boy he was and a boy he is.

Am I seeing?

What can be seen
What could be seen.
Is what I can see
Is what I could see?
I may know the many colors
But I might not understand them.
Things known
Are more than often,
Things untouched.
Am I
Missing out?
So much is there
Yet,
So much is not here.
I think I need
A revision
To see what I want to see.

Release ! / ?

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

What am I thinking all this while?

Trying so hard when there is nothing, 

A false hope build upon foolishness.

Is it because of the past?

Or the present?

It's been so long so long so long,

But it's only been about 4 months.

I know

I know

I know

Why was I so sure then?

I have been through much or less,

I could not tell.

What is the use of knowing,

When I wouldn't believe?

Tired,

Really tired.

But at least now, I can breath my own air.