My passion to WRITE preceeds me, My urge to be RIGHT defeats me, Certainly, my intent not to be WRONG, guides me. This is my journal, abt life. Abt how I see life. Pls dispute me if you may!...I don't want anyone to agree with me...totally.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

I was once a kid

I was once a kid
slurping my ice-cream
and received the scolding for drooling
on the floor, on the table, on the chair
and everywhere

I was once a kid
whose thoughts so desperately
bursting to be heard
only to be sent away from my own herd

I was once a kid
mother where are you
father don't walk away too
your luv, your attention and your understanding
are pillars of my soul
spirit to my goals
my confidence, my tolerence
my compassion for humanity will be unfold

but why am i standing alone in a ball?

I was once a kid
yet I've misunderstood my own

/dzan

1 Comments:

Blogger InaOK said...

"whose thoughts so desperately bursting"
kind of like the
"whose thoughts desperately want to be heard" version
coz thats how I felt wen I was a kid...
"standing alone in a ball "
My fav place was under the bed .. curled up LIKE A BALL ...
menyorok(didn't want to hear or see whatever that was happening) sampai tertido
My dormmates selalu tanya, coz it became a habit,"why do u curl up like a ball ???"
Psycho ha ???
I was lucky I found GOD as a solution w/p I duk kat KL. It helped me fr being 'hanyut'

12:07 AM

 

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