expression

all that is hold,
for everything i've been keeping.

the dancing melody,
and the slow time passing by,
but it doesn't always have to be that way.

maybe the rocks should stumble our way,
and experiments could always be fun.

in any ways, we're going to reach the same destination,
it's just about the path we're taking.

being different sure is a big thing,
as we can't resist just to be the same.

but listen,
i know your heart's talking,
and it's screaming.

for inside a human there's a million thing,
so are the ways to let it show.

faces, voices, gestures as for display.
but it all would come to one point.

expression.

the stars

look at the sky and smile,
dance, no one's looking.

here in the open space,
can you feel the wind?

smell the freedom,
touch the soft grass.

lay here, but don't stay,
look up, and remember

the promises i made,
i will never break.

the words i said,
i really mean it.

and though i'm not here with you,
i will always watch after you.

some of the memories

happy birthday chachi

baksos

never thought about changes, didn't we?

secondary three, good times :)

passing by

i wonder how she does it,
as if it was easy leaving,

it was not for me,
it was hard breaking hearts,
but then again, it was inevitable.

can't bear those tears between the smiles,
no matter how much they say it wasn't a good bye,
but i know things would never be the same again.

time flies, people change.
obviously, there's nothing we can do about it.

sometimes i hate it when i have to fake,
i hate myself even more for being numb,
though you may not feel it,
but those words are just plain,
simply don't want to hurt your feelings .

to the hellos and good byes,
i'm walking, passing by,
it's good to leave traces,

no, don't expect anything anymore,
just keep the memories,
for the dreams we're after,
and the stars high above