:: Would It Label Oneself? ::
I'm keen to publish a post . But, I'm taking a step back in doing so.
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:: The Color Of My Love::
Paint my soul to be with you
I'll sketch your lips in shaded tones
Draw your mouth to my own
I'll draw your arms around my waist
I'll paint the rain that softly lands on your wind-blown hair
I'll trace a hand to wipe your tears
A look to calm your fears
A silhouette of dark and light
While we hold each other oh so tight
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
Swearing that we'll never part
That's the colour of my love
I'll paint the truth
Show how I feel
Try to make you completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw you close and make you mine
I'll paint a sun to warm your heart
Swearing that we'll never ever part
That's the colour of my love
I'll draw the years all passing by
So much to learn so much to try
And with this ring our lives will start
Swearing that we'll never part
I offer what you cannot buy
Devoted love until we die
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:: Yikes! ::
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:: If I Could Be Such ::
I'm no God. But I'd do anything to avoid having the ones I love feel the way I once felt.
I could safely say that not many people think about other people's feelings; They're usually self-centered.Could I be such? Sometimes, I wish I was self-centered. My life right now is a living sacrifice. What about what makes me happy?
I quote Marissa "Your life should never be a sacrifice; Your life is yours " That struck me in so many ways. What about what I want? I cant seem to bring myself to be self-centered. The fact that I know what I want and not being able to have it cause I think about 'what if', burns me.
I can't be this person who thinks about herself, who only cares about what makes her happy even if it makes another miserable. I can't be the one who doesn't pick up your calls for days or weeks; not saying a word. I can't be the one who pushes someone away just because they're in the way of greater things. I believe that such things could be done and handled differently. It doesn't have to always result in cold shoulders.
I've been hurt deeply and I know exactly how it feels. Till today, when I think of it, it burns.
I've lost friendships I never thought I'd lose. And there's nothing I can do that would bring what we had back. Just because, a choice was made.
I couldn't sleep the whole night, thinking about what I've done, what I'm yet to do. I also thought about what was once mine and how I lost it. We can't rewind and change the past but we can start making a difference today. Even if it's something stupid, at least you know, you've done your part.
Marissa is right, I shouldn't limit myself. I should be out there, living life limitlessly. But I can't understand myself sometimes. I can't understand why I can't feel the way I use to feel anymore. Is it because I'm scarred? And the best thing about life is, you have so much to live for and it shouldn't be lived for another person.
We have choices and we should make them. Your life is what you make it up to be. I've been trying and nothing seems to make it feel right. I'm going to keep trying till I find what I'm looking for and I believe, It's out there, somewhere.
I'm going to try get some shut-eye now and make a decision when I wake up. If you get a call, know I'm calling for the right reasons.
AU REVOIR~
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:: Je Suis Fatigue Mais Bien ::
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:: God Given Talents ::
I am truly amazed by this little girl's talent. She's only around the age of 6-7 years old and she has a wonderful voice.
She'll someday grow to be a gorgeous talented woman.
See for yourself ... You'll be amazed..... Introducing Little Miss Connie Talbot!
For more just visit Youtube and help yourself out~ =) I can't get enough of her! Simply amazing!
CHEERS TO TALENTS!
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:: Had Enough ::
People fail to realize how much I try to cater to their happiness and set myself aside.
A few of my friends always ask me, what about you Tania? You care so much about other people but what about what you want? To be honest, I'd like to be heard for a change. I've molded myself to be this girl who cares about other people's feelings and often, not my own.
Marissa Gomez once told me 'I always knew you as the girl who doesn't give a shit and now, you care for others more then yourself' ( I'm paraphrasing ). When she said that, It struck me to believe how right she was. I remember so clearly that I can be as heartless as ice; not caring how would someone else feel about what I said or did. But now, things have changed and I know exactly who changed me.
It's time I knew what I want and when I want it. I'm tired of being pushed around, judged and misunderstood. Life is short and there's no time to waste. I want to be happy for a change. I'm tired of fighting for something I can't keep. I'm tired of feeling as if everything is my fault when it isn't. I'm tired of crying feeling like I'm not good enough. I'm not going to allow myself to feel this way. Not anymore.
It's time I draw the line. I'm nobody's puppet. I have feelings too and it's time I cater to it. I'm more than anyone thinks of me. I'm more then good enough, I'm great. And nobody in this world can change that. As I've always mentioned; I'll always try even when life knocks me down.
I'm getting rid of what's temporary in my life. It's time for something real. Clearly, I've had enough.
I'm short in patience. So be warned, I wont take anyone's bullshit from now on. I suggest, you be nice.
CHEERS~
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::I Wrote This::
I sleep swiftly as the moon shines.
I walk as the days pass.
I run as the days stays.
I ponder as my moments fade.
It’s hard to wake up with you always on my mind.
A sense of forgiveness has already taken its place.
But, why?
Why does it remain real in my soul?
So real, I bleed.
I use to smile with a hand to hold.
But now, I have nothing.
I have turned cold.
It remains something but it seems disgruntling.
An effort of humbleness stays by me.
As I watch you live free.
I hear my silent scream.
A silence that never dispatches.
Disparity concludes.
A dishearten continues.
The light of my soul weakens.
I clamour to defeat the loss of my charisma.
But I slowly confront the sound of apoplexy.
With no hope to hold on too.
I look away.
Looking away from the dilemma’s of life.
I persevere for a better tomorrow.
Some day the truth shall prevail.
And I shall importunate for it.
As I remain a shadow in your image.
I only hope to impose my existence.
Love stays undefined.
Someday, I will be certain of what is mine.
Till then, I fly free.
And hope that you’d see me.
I will never forget nor will I lose my dignity.





