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 !!
at woodlands library after school before tuitioning
mus remains his motion .lol
i am high on cocaine
Communication was really poetic today,Andrew wanted each of us to write a poem and present it at third meeting.I had a short nap during second breakout.I guess i am into lethargic-ness recently and it's hard trying to keep active in reality.
There's alot of small misunderstood conflicts going on in class and i don't think anybody has the right to be pointing fingers at anyone.Just wish we could take out the easy way.We should take a step back sometimes.Just want peace and some mutual relations.the poem,it's just thoughts that speaks "my" at times".Haha,a mixed feeling sparking my wanting to dance again.and it has been so long since i last wrote a poem..
At times I wish i had thoughts of plain-jane With a life alike kaleidoscope Just colors and patterns, something i always wish upon but it never folds out this way,at times
I wish i could hold on to the strings although i am never the pride of the herd, When ballerinas dance wayward round there's just a slight sensation of the movement And ballet shoes just sweep themselves aside ,at times
A perplex nut am i? Thankful to the jester-friends education would not have waltz by in brief School shadows the nut cracker hampering me, at times
Short as it is, you do not need to know what it means, at times
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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
at woodlands library after school before tuitioning
mus remains his motion .lol
i am high on cocaine
Communication was really poetic today,Andrew wanted each of us to write a poem and present it at third meeting.I had a short nap during second breakout.I guess i am into lethargic-ness recently and it's hard trying to keep active in reality.
There's alot of small misunderstood conflicts going on in class and i don't think anybody has the right to be pointing fingers at anyone.Just wish we could take out the easy way.We should take a step back sometimes.Just want peace and some mutual relations.the poem,it's just thoughts that speaks "my" at times".Haha,a mixed feeling sparking my wanting to dance again.and it has been so long since i last wrote a poem..
At times I wish i had thoughts of plain-jane With a life alike kaleidoscope Just colors and patterns, something i always wish upon but it never folds out this way,at times
I wish i could hold on to the strings although i am never the pride of the herd, When ballerinas dance wayward round there's just a slight sensation of the movement And ballet shoes just sweep themselves aside ,at times
A perplex nut am i? Thankful to the jester-friends education would not have waltz by in brief School shadows the nut cracker hampering me, at times
Short as it is, you do not need to know what it means, at times
at woodlands library after school before tuitioning
mus remains his motion .lol
i am high on cocaine