Look at my heart again
Look at the mess I've got it in
I'm trying to trust in You
To know that you'll see me through
Through my pride
Through my shame
Into Your love
Into Your grace
I'm not looking back
Till I see Your face
And I'm running straight to You
Because
All I really want to do is to fall into
The emptiness that is
The space in-between us
To break this division
All I really want to do is to fall into
The emptiness that is
The space in-between us
Erase it and bring us together again
My life's like an open book
Nothing is hidden when you look
You break through my boundaries
Revealing my insecurities
But through my pride
And through my shame
You show me love
You show me grace
I'm not looking back
Till I see your face
And I'm running straight to you
Because
Here I am saying I need you
I know I need you
Here I am, I'm coming to meet you
Cause I want to see you
♠my taste of sunshine
A pair of spectacles
Manchester United jersey
Catch a ballet performance
Pointe shoes
Adidas Kenya Jacket
Singapore flyer
Superstar Virgo trip
Open a savings bank account
Powershot e1 !!
Wait like a fool to hear you but every time i manage to hear you on the phone.I never fail to hear the squeaks and laughter your friends are making .You could be on the phone but your soul isn't there.. it's still engrossed in those entertaining board games ,yours friends , you're conversing with your friends speaking not into their ears but mine as well.I doesn't make any difference if you called and not talked.
and i say huh and you say urh and we keep repeating this routine over again like some broken v'deo tape recorder.blame you?blame them? blame human nature ? ..or the stupid me ? :'(
and i have come to know that i am not capable or important enough to make you change. i'm just dust that you sweep away but always gather again by itself.myself.
i wonder if all the happy times that you made me hunger and grasp so hard for, were all nothing but just an act ...nothing that lasted more than a day..
Finally eighteen although i do not look my age .I am a miniature machine gun.can be real noisy and high at times.more to outdoors.
I am currently studying in Republic Poly and don't ask me why i ended up here.but afterall i have meet some great and fun friends here :) at times i look at my horoscope and decide on how i should spend my day.I may view situations in complex thinking and a thousand possible outcomes. I feel short but i don't mind people disturbing me as long as it makes them happy haha.but still of course i still want to grow taller if you have any elixir please recommend to me .
Yeah one thing i dislike it when people take unnecessary plastic bags , please save the world and yourself by taking less of these and especially wooden chopsticks!!I like to observe people,just to study their behaviour to predict their next move :) but i am not psychotic !I just wish i could take up psychology I am beginning to see this world to the best of my ability. I am really trying to look at the bright side.
I truly like ballet,and somehow i always wish i could dance again but i know i can't afford to do that.
I like reading novels , so far the best must have been "The notebook ,Dear John and Where rainbows end" particularly from Nicholas Sparks and Cecelia Ahern. for your information i really like eating cakes, those with heavy toppings of cream yum yum :p it has been rather long since i had them really often.
I can really laugh over the slightest thing when my laugh-o-meter goes extremely high .No need to describe how I am a really clumsy person and i trip over the weirdest things..
there's alot of things which i wish i could do , i wanna go up and float around on the hot air balloon and fly somewhere far for awhile
Wait like a fool to hear you but every time i manage to hear you on the phone.I never fail to hear the squeaks and laughter your friends are making .You could be on the phone but your soul isn't there.. it's still engrossed in those entertaining board games ,yours friends , you're conversing with your friends speaking not into their ears but mine as well.I doesn't make any difference if you called and not talked.
and i say huh and you say urh and we keep repeating this routine over again like some broken v'deo tape recorder.blame you?blame them? blame human nature ? ..or the stupid me ? :'(
and i have come to know that i am not capable or important enough to make you change. i'm just dust that you sweep away but always gather again by itself.myself.
i wonder if all the happy times that you made me hunger and grasp so hard for, were all nothing but just an act ...nothing that lasted more than a day..
