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 21, 2005
was bored lahz. so decided to search 4 pics of bassoons. yupz. n tis reminds mi 2 take a photo w my bassoon after sch reopens. coz i noe i will miss my 'baby' vry vry much after i leave rj. yahz. aniwae i found tis. n seriously it's quite funnie.

hahaz. tis is taken frm an online website tt promotes colourin bks. besides bassoon there r alot of other instru includin saxophone. cello etc which hav been compared 2 clarinet 2 help e kids learn e instrus. find tis reallie quite funnie. hahaz. if u interested. can go to tis website to hav a look.
Cartoons!
dreaming awae at 5:55 PM