Would there ever be a "we"?

Sometimes I daydream about a time,

A time of looking into your eyes,

A time of joy and happiness,

A time of holding hands,

A time of hugs and kisses,

A time of love,

A time of you and me.

"You can close your eyes to the things you don't want to see, but you can never close your heart to the things you don't want to feel."

It makes you think, what about that feeling of regret you had. If I told my friend how much I missed him before it was too late, would he still be around for me to confide in? It makes you think about that anger you harboured against someone who didn't deserve it. If I had calmed down and slowly talked it out with my friend, would our relationship be so strained or to the point of breaking apart? It makes you think about that time of sadness you tried to hide away from friends and family. If I had shared how depressed I felt, would I still be having flashbacks of what happened? It makes you think of that time you felt a spark of love for a special someone. If I had told the person how I felt, would our relationship have grown, or would it have soured because of the mistake I made. So many unanswered questions in my life, so many different answers to each and everyone of them. Questions that will haunt me forever, and answers that will keep me thinking - "What if?"

Picture taken by, Lim.

I'm afraid I can't make it.
Will you hold my hand and walk with me?
Or will you neglct me when you see the obstacles upahead.
Will you tell me it's gonna be okay?
Or will you crush my withering confidence.
Will you hold me close when I'm falling?
Or will you laugh when I fall.
Will you support my decisions?
Or will you tell me I'm wrong.
Will you be there for me?
Or do I have to go through this myself.

FEAR

The fear of flying insects,

The fear of the absence of light

The fear of happy people,

The fear of emotions.

The fear of hidden smiles,

The fear of masked feelings.

The fear of losing something,

The fear of regret.

The fear of everything new,

The fear of change.

The fear of knowing,

The fear of not knowing.

The fear of my own thoughts,

The fear of ohers thoughts.

The fear of things to come,

The fear of the past.

The fear of falling,

The fear of flying.

The fear of pride,

The fear of shame.

The fear of love,

The fear of hate.

(c) ngsiahying

Written on: 3 November 2009

Seeing your classmates outrightly shun you, purposely changing seats to avoid sitting with you - PRICELESS

I may not look like I care about the way people look at me,but it really hurts. You don't know me, but you judge me. I feel like a caged animal put in the spotlightfor people to criticise and humiliate. I'm human too, I have feelings. The feeling of sitting alone in class is too painful to describe. Its like I don't have friends that I can call my own. All I want to know is what have I done to deserve this. Am I too anti-social, not pretty enough, or just too weird for some people. It hurts so bad, but I don't think you guys even bother to care about my feelings. Because I'm only the anti-social girl, sitting alone at the back of the class. Hope you're happy, idiots.

I believe in faries, pixies, stardust and all this magical. I believe that when you put your tooth under the pillow, the toothfairy will exchange it for a golden coin. I believe that in the middle of every flower, is a fairy baby waking up every morning. I believe in cute, old garden gnomes. I believe in fairy rings. I believe in the magic of stardust, that it can make all wishes come true.

But most importantly, I believe in the unconditional love that God has showed me, and the love between his people.

Rain,
A refreshing shower,

A heavy downpour.

A hint of thunder,

A spark of lightning.

Windows closing,

Umbrellas going up.

Two friends playing together,

Memories that last forever.

(c) ngsiahying

My eyebrows may not be perfectly arched,

My lips might look a little too parched,

My eyes could hold a tad too much fear,

My looks may not land me a modeling career,

My clothing sometimes doesn’t follow the trend,

My personality, you may not comprehend,

My fingernail polish might slightly be chipped,

My life may not follow the teenager script,

My skin tone may seem a little too pale,

My habits might make me appear rather frail,

However, I’d rather be ugly through and through,

If perfect meant I was just like you.

(c) LemonyLessay

It hurts to think about you and all the memories we had together. The strong bond of friendship we had. When I'm lonely, I think about you so much that sometimes I could feel that your right beside me. Sometimes I just stare at the computer screen and wish that you would come online. Msn is getting so over-rated now. It's either used for arguing with people, or disturbing them.

Anyway I hope that you are happy wherever you are. Must be pretty nice up there. Hope you miss me, cause I really miss you too. I simply wish you were here for me to rant to. Its not easy to find a friend that listens to you. I got a new song on my ipod. Its 'Making Memories Of Us'. I keep listening to it on loop, because it reminds me of you. MISS YOU! D:

To all guys out there,

Please don't hurt my friends.

Don't rip out their hearts,

And throw it against the wall.

They are just innocent people,

Seeking love in this cruel world.

It breaks my heart,

When they come crying to me,

And telling me all the things you did.

'Cause if you hurt them,

I will ensure you never forget me.

Don't even bother trying,

Cause if you do,

You'll never be able to try again.

Thanks :]