September 24, 2010

...

I HATE THAT I LOVE YOU.

I HATE HOW EASY IT SEEMS TO YOU

IT'S LIKE I AM INSIGNIFICANT

CAN I HAVE A LITTLE MORE?
AM I ASKING TOO MUCH?
JUST A FEW WORDS SOMETIMES

YOU DID NOT KNOW HOW IMPORTANT IS IT TO ME

I NEED THOSE GOOD NIGHTS, NEED THOSE MORNING WARMTH,

NEED YOU TO TELL ME THAT YOU LOVE ME TOO WHEN I SAID I LOVE YOU


I NEED YOUR VOICE
I NEED YOU TO PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE
I NEED YOU TO BE WITH ME WHEN I LOOK INTO THE FULL MOON I REALIZE

MAYBE YOU NEVER LOVED ME

OR MAYBE JUST A LITTLE?


IF YOUR LOVE IS JUST A LIE

SOMETIMES I HOPE IT LAST FOREVER

HOW FOOLISH CAN I BE
'IKE TEARING ME APART

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU

MAYBE IT DOESN'T MATTER AT ALL

...

JUST TELL ME YOU DON'T CARE AND KISS ME GOODBYE.

September 10, 2010

腐蚀我

当我卸下所有的防卫和伪装,我没有勇气跨过那一道围墙:我为自己设下的安全范围。

原来长久以来戴着的面具,已经腐蚀我;
它破坏了最原本的组织,为我重新地粉刷上化学杂质。

完美的假象,背后隐藏的是血淋淋;
奢求完美的姿态?代价是:走上麻木不仁的轨道,无视所有曾经坚持的"单蠢"。

戴上面具,我昂首阔步,不再害怕所谓的人言,冷眼;因为我知道,那个坦荡荡在人前的,不是我。

我曾自命清高,因为当时我真的认为我是清高的,换来的,是不堪回首的
被孤立。

既然不能再自欺欺人地继续高举
"自我肯定能过滤所有负能量"的盾牌,我最终选择了随波逐流,快活地当一个平凡的人(我原本就是)

原来人都不愿看见最真实的事物,甚至欺骗自己说:这就是事实,别钻牛角尖,别过度分析,别想太多。

我希望编织谎言的人能专业点,别让我看出破绽;因为我一点都不欣赏
血淋淋的真实。