i think i was genius. or i had a very strong intuition. or it was just me who ruined it all. or maybe it was just meant to happen anyway, and that it was all planned so well.. that it then also means that i had a very strong intuition, conclusively.
but it was all good, after all. i know it's all for good.
and it was just at the right time. a bit dramatic tho, but i was left in awe that it was just all planned so well..
the end of something can mean the end of a lot of other things too, sometimes. that's what i've learned. the fact that it really did happen, that's what made me left in awe.
i don't ever wish anything to change. but, it'll never be the same again, however it is, whatever's said. it just won't, in a sense. it might still seem similar, but won't ever feel the same no more. (i wish that nothing should change but me solely)
but, thanks, a million thanks. all of it made me look into this person more closely than ever. and all i saw was someone that i didn't wish her to be. all i saw was someone i had long hated. she's just undesirable. who's she? how on earth could there be anyone like her? and she's now realising how she doesn't want herself to be like this no more.
she needs to change for the better, for herself. it's the time. it's the right time. when it's all really over and something new should begin. why not.
she'd long been someone who's arrogant and ignorant and oblivious. been ignoring what everyone said. been only listening to her rebellious mind thinking that she should just be cool, by being different from the rest cos she just couldn't be like them. she'd just long been in denial.
now i've opened my eyes widely. my mind and heart, too. and that's when i can really listen to what mom says. my mistakes that she points out, and how she says i should better behave like. i thought it was cool to do them. i regret that i ever did think that way. now it's gonna take me long to change. how i wish i really listened to what mom said when i was young. it's kinda too late, but i'll still do try. i'll listen to her more.
i need to one day be someone that i'll really like. not someone whom i'd been pretending to like and be comfortable with. need to look at how old i am now. and how i should better be like.
tomorrow. for me, it'll be the celebration of the new me. it'll be the new cover page of the journey of my new me. CELEBRATION!
the end of something can mean the end of a lot of other things too, sometimes. that's what i've learned. the fact that it really did happen, that's what made me left in awe.
i don't ever wish anything to change. but, it'll never be the same again, however it is, whatever's said. it just won't, in a sense. it might still seem similar, but won't ever feel the same no more. (i wish that nothing should change but me solely)
but, thanks, a million thanks. all of it made me look into this person more closely than ever. and all i saw was someone that i didn't wish her to be. all i saw was someone i had long hated. she's just undesirable. who's she? how on earth could there be anyone like her? and she's now realising how she doesn't want herself to be like this no more.
she needs to change for the better, for herself. it's the time. it's the right time. when it's all really over and something new should begin. why not.
she'd long been someone who's arrogant and ignorant and oblivious. been ignoring what everyone said. been only listening to her rebellious mind thinking that she should just be cool, by being different from the rest cos she just couldn't be like them. she'd just long been in denial.
now i've opened my eyes widely. my mind and heart, too. and that's when i can really listen to what mom says. my mistakes that she points out, and how she says i should better behave like. i thought it was cool to do them. i regret that i ever did think that way. now it's gonna take me long to change. how i wish i really listened to what mom said when i was young. it's kinda too late, but i'll still do try. i'll listen to her more.
i need to one day be someone that i'll really like. not someone whom i'd been pretending to like and be comfortable with. need to look at how old i am now. and how i should better be like.
tomorrow. for me, it'll be the celebration of the new me. it'll be the new cover page of the journey of my new me. CELEBRATION!
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