sour

one time.. two time..
enough is enough…
i guess i got knocked so many times in the head that i’ve become so silly..
silly me… always hoping.
i would love to be optimistic cause i was told that if a person wants something bad enough, it will come true..

maybe i didnt want it bad enough..
maybe.. maybe…
there is always a ‘maybe’ for everything..
maybe if you hit the gym more often you can have a higher chance to be selected..
maybe if you go for breast enhancement, you can get better job opportunity
maybe maybe maybe…

silly me.. silly willy..
i want to be optimistic..
take every failure as a learning experience..
embraced every obstacles that come with open arms..
and always believe that everything happens for a reason..
to look and say that a glass is half full.. instead of half empty..
is such a hard thing to do..

bali sounds good..
jakarta sounds good too..
States is calling me…
fly me to the moon…
let me play among the stars…

i need my morphine..
to provide me with the much needed endorphin…
to take away all this pain..
maybe then, it will not hurt so bad
maybe then.. everything will starts to fade

3 Responses to “sour”

  1. Ade Says:

    Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family.
    Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars,
    compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good
    health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed
    interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your
    friends.

    Choose your future.

    Choose life.

  2. Hannie Says:

    bwahhaa.. ade.. u so sound like a commercial

  3. Antoinette Says:

    Its from trainspotting.

    Missed you.

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