Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Confession Of a 22 years Old

Hitting down the pen on my lips..
While the book "almost single" lay in front of me..
no wonder the title dont go with me..
I still loved to read it.
But thats not about my poetry
this dear is my confession ..
confession of how my life is and how i want it to be..
I wanna those wings that birds have..
some brushes and colors to paint my life..
I want a stronger heart that could love forever..
& a handful trust to let it come true
my cinderella story.. however if not pretty
I want an happy ending with my hands in his
When I sit here hoping I hope none goes wrong
But just then I know it.. happening cant b stopped..
I wish to sing on the loud of my voice
i so want to make the world see how much i love him
Just yesterday those babies i saw.. made me remind of my mom..
and i thought am lucky to even have her as for my mother..
I hope that when I am old and she needs me..
I dont let my ego fall in my way like everyone has it..
I never want to be one of those who cant see i mean literally
cant see the love and care and trust in the heart that there is..
Being a 22yrs old human I just want to live it to the full
without the bounds and beyonds the scare abt losing it..
I wanna b happy I can take the pain in too ..
Just hoping that everyone else stays there forevermore..
You all each of you just know i need you..
And when this life of mine ends I dont wish to die alone..
If ever I hurt you forgive me there and then..
for i cant stand losing you all.. my family and my frens..
Just know.. I love you.. In case I never told..
Because I dont wish it to get late before I can ever tell.
and down goes my pen my diary shut..
my heart is out in front of you and that's it .. See you.