Leaving You

I’m watching me make a fool of myself
Silently speaking my wish to be free
Turning my world inside out
Spin my emotions building my doubt

I fed on this strangeness plain and true
But there was nothing beneathe it i knew
I see myself falling from grace
My life fading without a trace

I’m tired of waiting here for you
Can’t waste my time, i’m leaving you

I'm tired of waiting here
Waiting here for you

I’m watching me make a fool of myself
Silently speaking my wish to be free
Turning my world inside out
Spin my emotions building my doubt

And now that you’ve taken the world out of me
I’m left with my body hanging free
As lovers come and comfort me
I’m still left with my misery

I’m tired of waiting here fo you
Can’t waste my time, i’m leaving you

I'm tired of waiting here
Waiting here for you

I’m leaving you…

now what..

good enough?

you always tell me to go back to bed
why don’t you just ask me if I’m sober
you always tell me that I’m drunk
why don’t you just ask me if I had enough sleep

you say it’s too far
just tell me how far it will take
you say I should rest instead
just tell me when my mind will set free

you said you understand
then share your thoughts with me
you said it doesn’t matter
then lead me where it will truly matter

Balisong

Your face lights up the sky on the highway
Someday you'll share your world with me someday

You mesmerize me with diamond eyes
I try to fool myself to think I'll be alright
But I am losing all control
My mind my heart my body and my soul

Never in my life have I been more sure
So come on up to me and close the door
Nobody's made me feel this way before
You're everything I wanted and more

To speak or not to where to begin
Your great dilemmas I'm finding myself in
For all I know you only see me as a friend
I try to tell myself wake up fool this fairy tale's got to end

Never in my life have I been more sure
So come on up to me and close the door
Nobody's made me feel this way before
You're everything I wanted... more

You're everything I wanted

It just goes on

Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic

Though I've tried before to tell her
Of the feelings I have for her in my heart
Every time that I come near her
I just lose my nerve
As I've done from the start

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she does just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

Do I have to tell the story
Of a thousand rainy days since we first met
It's a big enough umbrella
But it's always me that ends up getting wet

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she does just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way
But my silent fears have gripped me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she does just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

consistency is the key

Is this a new line of attack? My friend and I discussed about the stability of a man, how sturdy he can be in his pursuit to cross the finish line. It's not literally about the physical aspect that we're implying here, despite the fact that it has been used a long time ago in evaluating a man's capacity to win a lady's heart. All the while I thought the formula of Pagsinta + Pagsuyo = PANLILIGAW was obsolete. Unfortunately it's very much alive and it's still the basic method for some. I have absolutely nothing against it, but sometimes I just don't get the drift. I feel the compassion when I see someone yearning for another. On the other hand I'm astounded by their motivation. I wonder how they sleep at night. Why do they have to sit there and let themselves get use to the old fairy tales which has always been a happy ending? We can be unfailing in what we do as much as we want to. Especially to the one whom we want to spend our life with, no doubt about that. But, sometimes it is nice to know that we consider the gap between the unrelenting stages. For this fickle task, I'd rather drop the masquerade, ask my lady for a dance, and let the stars show us the draft of our destiny.

with my friend Leigh @ 19 EAST

a great fuss

After a countless night of contemplating, I finally come in to my senses. I now have my passage in conveying concealed words. Since my summer break is quite empty, I might as well try my competence in writing my musings electronically. Before the time off, I said to myself that I must do something productive and make myself busy. I was so eager in finding ways to earn legal tender, tried to learn innovative stuff. I even tried working on a scrap book for my past. But because of unwanted circumstances, nothing occurs. It’s like there’s a constant grasp in every progress. There are times when I see myself trapped in an endless aggravation. Fortunately I’m still hopeful for whatever outcome that’s bound for me. As everybody always say, life goes on -- I just need to look for that edge that will set my groove back.