tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25297144569985723602012-02-16T23:56:56.849+08:00-Till we meet again--Miche-noreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-75309011458412940762008-11-05T01:19:00.004+08:002008-11-05T01:32:34.332+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I did something wrong today...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I told my dear friend to stay far away from me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">It has been a bad day for me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">And i didn't stay in school till im suppose to be..</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">Instead i took a walk down the beach... </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">It was a long long walk...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">Thinking about lots of things...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">It's not good to bottle everything up </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">But i didn't know how to tell anyone...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I guess some are just silly things that people might just laugh about them...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">At the end of the walk I felt worse...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I don't know what i should do tomorrow...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">Who can help me...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I guess i need help eventually...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">Please tell me what I should do...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">What i shouldn't do...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">To my dear friend</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;">I'm really really sorry...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-7530901145841294076?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-53033360467307553072008-11-01T02:29:00.002+08:002008-11-01T02:41:38.598+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Just as i thought things are getting better</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Same thing happen again</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">wondering what causes it</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Does it happen to everyone</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">or is it just me?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I hate this feeling</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">start to wonder</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">whether i'm meant to be alone</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm getting afraid </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">to lose all the friendships</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">maybe...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Everything is just a coincidence...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">maybe...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's just me...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5303336046730755307?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-39509371463673302372008-10-25T01:48:00.002+08:002008-10-25T01:54:29.986+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">"Friend" is such a complex word.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">What does it mean exactly?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Is your definition the same as mine?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Even if I treat you like one</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Am I one in your mind?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-3950937146367330237?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-59055300779969380772008-10-17T12:21:00.001+08:002008-10-17T12:21:39.861+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">And i think it will</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">=)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5905530077996938077?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-2699551515088238262008-10-14T01:19:00.002+08:002008-10-14T01:19:57.501+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;">偶尔放慢自己的脚步，</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;">听听心里所要说的话。</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;">用心作的决定，</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;">有可能是解决问题最好的方法。。。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-269955151508823826?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-86762363918228955642008-10-14T00:58:00.002+08:002008-10-14T01:09:08.857+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The Day i spent with me and myself</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The Day i spoke the least</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The Day i walk around aimlessly</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Till it's time to be back home</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">The night before i don't know why</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Tears just flowed down through my eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Thoughts and thoughts come gushing by</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Till i'm so worn out</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I can't take it at all</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-8676236391822895564?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-58754862595707129632008-10-11T03:13:00.002+08:002008-10-11T03:21:44.177+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sharing is so important</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Yet so hard</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Who are we willing to share?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">What are we going to talk about?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">How to go about it?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Actually... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Just a matter of whether i'm willing</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">and whether u want to listen</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Are you going to listen?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Are you...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5875486259570712963?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-85461764862643649662008-10-02T00:52:00.004+08:002008-10-02T00:55:56.658+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">keep thinking of you</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">what u are doing</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">how's everything</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">what should i do?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">i can't say</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">i can't tell</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">all i can</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">is to pray for you</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-8546176486264364966?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-20465142319188126622007-08-18T03:02:00.000+08:002007-08-18T03:05:09.714+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">It's ok to blunder</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's ok to fail</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Just to let you know</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">That i'll be there for you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">And I MEAN IT.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-2046514231918812662?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-31560947288477921402007-08-04T02:01:00.000+08:002007-08-07T02:01:49.129+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Sometimes, the difference between success and failure is TIME.<br />time is always the key to everything.<br /><br />And i hate it.<br />I can't do anything to time.<br />Noone, ever, can ever turn back time.<br /><br />So, pay attention to every single detail around you<br />every minute every second.<br /><br />Some thing might just disappear in a nick of time.<br /><br />Cherish people, cherish love.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-3156094728847792140?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-90746542175228942242007-07-27T23:47:00.000+08:002007-07-28T02:55:48.530+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">I start to realised that </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">everyone, anyone,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">have a place in my heart.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I love...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I care...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I cherish...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I'll never ever bear to part.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">I may not show my appreciation</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">But you are</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Part of my life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">But that's not all...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I hate...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People that I dislike...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People who make me angry..</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">People who make me cry...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Somehow, somewhere...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">you are, too,</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Part of my life.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;">How does it actually feel to be part of my life?</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;">Am i part of your life too?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-9074654217522894224?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-57113820712671420042007-07-26T00:43:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:55:01.592+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;">I realised that good friends are hard to come by.<br />It's even harder to maintain friendships.<br />Some friends just come and go.<br />Who would actually stay back to share weals and woes.<br /><br />Therefore....<br /><br />I'm going to cherish each and everyone of you.<br />We may meet once in a while<br />But i'll never forget you.<br />I'll give you my fullest attention whenever you need to.<br />Just let me know and I'll be there for you.<br /><br />This.. i promise..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5711382071267142004?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-88058355870656684972007-07-25T08:25:00.000+08:002007-07-26T00:47:38.442+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#eeeeee;"><span style="font-size:0;"><b>Your Superpower Should Be Manipulating Electricity</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><center><img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/electricity.gif" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;">You're highly reactive, energetic, and super charged.If the occasion calls for it, you can go from 0 to 60 in a split second.But you don't harness your energy unless you truly need to.And because of this, people are often surprised by what you are capable of.<br />Why you would be a good superhero: You have the stamina to fight enemies for days<br />Your biggest problem as a superhero: As with your normal life, people would continue to underestimate you</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/%22%3EWhat"><span style="font-family:arial;">http://www.blogthings.com/whatshouldyoursuperpowerbequiz/"</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />What Should Your Superpower Be?</a></div></span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-8805835587065668497?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-28492924868463050872007-07-25T03:25:00.001+08:002007-07-26T20:49:25.414+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Don't ever give up if you still want to try, </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Don't ever wipe your tears if you still want to cry. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Don't ever settle for an answer if you still want to know. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Don't ever say you don't love him if you can't let him go.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;">Don't ever... regret.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-2849292486846305087?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-77560637597286815622007-07-22T10:25:00.001+08:002007-07-26T20:50:36.934+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">I want to laugh... just the way it used to be.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I want to rest... one night, peacefully.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I want to say "No!", but it's never easy.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I want to cry, but it's just not me...</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">What can i do to be me...</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">All i want is to be me...</span> </p></span></span></span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-7756063759728681562?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-18220916554694231142007-07-22T10:25:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:51:22.295+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#006600;">somehow, i felt...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">uneasiness, losing my focus.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">somehow, total attention...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">i think i'm going bogus.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">somehow, your presence..</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">carefree and sincere.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">somehow, with you...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">i have nothing to fear.</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#006600;">tell me, what am i thinking...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">good thoughts or bad thoughts...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-1822091655469423114?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-79853590837606201052007-05-19T01:29:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:52:11.082+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#006600;">looking forward to....</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">hoping for...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">i wish...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">fruitfulness...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">firmness...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">happiness....</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">so hard..</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">so far...</span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;">But it will happen...</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-7985359083760620105?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-57772502511289628042007-05-19T01:27:00.000+08:002007-05-19T01:29:07.486+08:00<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><b>You Are 24% Girly</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#eeeeee"><center><img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/girly-2.jpg" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You are a pretty hardcore tomboy, and a very free spirit.<br />Gender roles be dammed, you like to do things your way.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howgirlyareyouquiz/">How Girly Are You?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5777250251128962804?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-88805169269453829992007-05-08T20:55:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:57:54.007+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">And i will ... =)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-8880516926945382999?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-48925777867137163852006-05-22T01:25:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:52:30.149+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">the day we are together</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">when you hold my hand</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">the day filled with blessings</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">the day i'll never forget</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-4892577786713716385?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-24013654241355701052005-05-15T11:35:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:52:50.023+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">you are the first to:</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hold my hands - assure me and make me feel secure - </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">give me hugs - whenever i need someone beside me -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">stole my kiss - it's awkward cos it's my first -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me feel blessed - never would i expect it's you -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me blush - u do make me blush -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me cry - ' sorry' is the word i had been longing to tell you -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me sad - the decision i made was harsh -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me happy - still cheer me up whenever i think of you -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me do comparisons - why can't other guys be like you -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me lose concentration - you keep appearing in my mind -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me angry - angry with myself for the way things are now -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">feel regret - that i gave up someone that mean so much to me -</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">make me realise that there's love in my life...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-2401365424135570105?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-27178512901087662062005-04-07T00:33:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:53:06.557+08:00<div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">thank you </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">appear when least expect</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">never thought this would happen </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">whenever feeling bad</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">not sure what to do</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">knowing it's not right</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">but dont want it to end</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">it's a bad thought</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">maybe just love not meant to be</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-2717851290108766206?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-56358752870288753442005-04-05T00:39:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:53:23.203+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">being in the world</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">where smiles reappearing</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">never thought this feeling</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">would come back to me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">if this is just a dream</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">i hope i would be</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">in the infant world</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">for as long as i can</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-5635875287028875344?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2529714456998572360.post-7803888722038889612005-03-31T23:49:00.000+08:002007-07-26T20:53:39.052+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">reach a point<br />where disappointment overflows<br /><br />what's the point now<br />to carry on?<br /><br />trying my best to persevere<br />but do i stand a chance to do so?<br /><br />feeling numb of everything<br />think it's time to let them go<br /><br />giving up?<br />maybe<br />maybe not</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2529714456998572360-780388872203888961?l=ecsody.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Miche-noreply@blogger.com0