Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The moody me.

Yesterday Someone (D) called me up, sounds upset and at the verge of tears. Well oviously she was upset by things at home. After talking for a while for what had happen i soon realise the tears seems to boil at home.

Yelah, i guess its only human that sometimes we are unaware of our wrong doings and we cannot read peoples mind, and sometimes the other person might have his own issues that he cannot resolve , making it hard for him to face his current situation.

I do face the same stage at this time.. being unsure of what i want and what i felt makes it hard for me to express how i felt inside me. Sometimes being quiet doesn't mean that we are mad, its just meant that i would like to be left alone. Let me digest my feelings alone and soon i will be okay. No Drama please.

So when she called me up yesterday, it triggers me, how i need to be alone myself. How i myself do not understand my feelings and more to express my thoughts. So the only advise i gave her was to give it a rest. let him be for a while and he'll come back to his senses soon. I know its hard to don't understand people .. especially when you are a person that expresses yourself openly, but remember not everybodys the same. Some people need time to digest and some people just need time to rest.

A POEM.

i was browsing tru some things in the internet and found this poem along with 100 more poem they posted. Being from the science stream i just couldn't understand poem either its a English or Malay but this poem struck a cord inside me.



I FACE THE WORLD


I face the world with a smile, no one knows whats hid inside
they see happiness, They cant see all the tears I cried
When I'm alone I hurt, I hide so no one knows the real me
I try to fit in, for a while I do, But I slip out and run before they see
They want to play judge and jury and convict me, everyone has a say
I'm innocent yet, you judge me guilty, , why do they get a say they dont know me anyway


How can they judge me if what I've done is right or wrong?
In the end I just gave up, I knew my body heart and soul did not have long
where is the strength I know I once had? How can I find out when
I'm walking under dark clouds raining sad
They say life will go on, and I must learn to cope with this loss and live again
But how can they even know my pain and guilt without being where I have been.

Autum Skiles