Reflection
Look at me,
You may think you see
Who I really am,
But you'll never know me.
Everyday,
it's as if I play
A part.
Now I see,
If I wear a mask,
I can fool the world,
but I cannot fool my heart.
Who is that girl I see?
Staring straight,
Back at me.
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
I am now,
In a world
Where I have to hide in my heart,
and what I believe in.
But somehow,
I will show the world what's inside my heart,
And be loved for who I am.
Who is that girl I see,
staring straight
back at me?
Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Must I pretend that I'm
someone else
for all time.
When will my reflection show,
who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be free
to fly
That burns with a need to know
the reason why
Why must we all conceal
What we think
How we feel?
Must there be
a secret me
I'm forced to hide
I won't pretend that I'm
someone else
for all time.
When will my reflection show
who I am inside?
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
well. i juz reach home. came back frm school after...a quite 'useless' dae. after readin my own entry. i tink it is quite hard to read with all the caps letters in between e small letters. so decided not to type in tt manner...unless i feel like it.
erhz. i went back to sch for cca 2dae. my no1 cca coz i hav 4 others. but tis cca take e priority. yahz. it's a musical cca lahz. n i hav no music background. it's quite horrible actuallie. coz i hav to learn frm scratch be ready to perform next yr at syf. shudders. wat a horrible thought. but i reallie like e intrument even though i played vry vry badly. i called it my baby. becoz both of them starts with e same letter. n 2dae i lugged it home. n now my hands r filled with blisters. coz it's super duper heavy to carry n walk 4 15 mins. but i still luv it vry much. plan to practise later n 2molo. coz got a small performance on thursdae. n i seriously cannot make it.
hmmz. i miss my paintbrushes. sighz. 2dae while waitin 4 e mrt train to cum. i stand there n look at e trees beside e mrt station. it's so beautiful. the view is juz like a photograph u taken from any rainforest in e world. n with e overcast sky. it look so radiant n fresh. sighz. but i juz dun hav e patience n ability to sit down n paint. i m getting more n more restless. n i still owe alot of pple painting as their birthdae presenz. as long as 4 mths. i hope they dun mind.
i reallie luv painting though i m nt vry gd at it. i quit my drawing lessons ard sec 2 coz my parents feel tt i m nt managing my time. sighz. n i juz let go of sumting tt i hav learnt 4 10 yrs. wat a waste. n at e beginnin of e yr when i tried 2 pick up e brush. it feel weird. n e result is not as gd as it used 2 be. i feel sad.
dreaming awae at 9:03 AM
