new me

People told me if I want to change myself
I need to change my hairstyle or hair color,
change the make up, change the clothes.
That's true, those things can change my appearance
but I would be the same old me from that process.

I believe the only thing that can change people is attitude.

scared

It's so dark here
I am scared to dead
Uncertain futere make it's darker ahead
Every step I take, I keep wondering if
I am walking to the rainbow or heading to abyss

leave

When I leave home,
there are so many things I need to bring with me;
mobile phone, wallet, watch, notebook and pen.
But I always leave my 'self' at home
since I'm not gonna use it.

Behave myself

People told me to behave myself
I am not a good girl for them because I cannot pretend
I don't know how to smile when I feel sad
and I don't know how to act friendly when my heart filled with hatred
Being good for them is by acting like what I am supposed to do

I am rotten inside
but it's better than being empty-skull puppet.
I am not favored
but who cares?

rain in my eyes

Rain in my eyes cannot flood the earth
It cannot water the plants or wash away the dirt.
Rain in my eyes seems to be useless, and
so do myself.

Shadow

I have been following you like your shadow.
But I am not your shadow
because even I disappeared,
you wouldn't lose your existence.
I think I am only the wind
passing you by without being seen,
without being known or even being remembered.

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something in the rain

Must be something in the rain that you love
Is it the coolness or the freshness?
Is the the melody of water or the droplets on the window?
You will find it's hard to know which part of the rain that you love the most.
I believe that what you love about the rain is everything in it,
and what I love about you is everything in you.

Somewhere in the universe

I couldn't imagine how big the universe is.
Even our Milky Way Galaxy, it's too big for my imagination.
I am thinking of us, human beings, that we are from far far away.
Some hydrogen molecules of water within my body
may come from different galaxy that we are now.
I love looking up in the sky and see the star.
I know they are so big yet small to our eyes.
We, like the stars, come from nothing-ness to something-ness
and then we disappear to nothing-ness again.

I know sometimes, not so far in the future, we will all die.
And the sun will stop shining.
The earth wouldn't be any warm and there would be only emptiness here.
By that time, some part of me will return to the star, to the galaxy, and to the universe again.