Of Night and Reality
Dee
When I look up and our eyes meet,
A tiny smile, a wink, a twinkle in your eyes readily greets,
My cheeks blush as I nervously bite my lip,
The excitement within me I can't keep,
Your hand slides around mine,
Your eyes shine,
I feel warm, I feel love, I feel you,
Somehow I know its real, I know its true,
Your cheek grazes my palm,
Your embrace keeps me safe, it keeps me calm,
The tip of our noses brush,
In me I feel my heart rush,
I slide my head down and rest it against you,
And you slide your arms around me as you always do....

I feel safe, I feel loved, I feel secure,
It is you, I'm sure....

I open my eyes,
I hear my own cries,
The tip of my fingers caress my cold wet cheeks,
The heart plays such evil tricks,
I shiver in the cold,
With nothing but my pain to hold,
The ache doesn't go away,
My heart has lost the will to pray,
My lips quiver in sorrow,
My soul begs that there will be no tomorrow,
My eyes shut I think of nothing,
Nothing to live for, no joy life can bring....

You're gone,
Those eyes that once shone,
Like a beacon of hope,
Now that its gone, how do I survive, how do I cope,
The hands that gave me strength,
You made me dream in length,
My life was a dream,
For it always seemed,
That if you loved me, I could never go wrong,
Life seemed an eternity, I had so long,
To have all that and have it ripped from inside me,
You were blind to my tears and my plea,
My heart singed from the inside,
A pain so difficult to hide...

I shut my eyes and welcome darkness,
A life that seems void of joy or happiness,
I let the cold embrace me,
As emptiness is all I can be,
A shell,
A life of one destined for hell,
I kiss the night goodbye,
And one last time live my lie....


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Snooze....
Dee
Its cold outside,
Books and mess fills the space by my side,
Such disarray such chaos,
My throat feels scratchy and slightly hoarse,
Flooded by thoughts, my mind is oddly blank,
I feel floaty and slightly off, to be quite frank...

What a day,
Somehow troubles never seem to stay at bay,
Words of conflict spill from my lips,
And there goes my peace, so easily it rips,
Ah well, nothing new I suppose,
Lets bring this matter to a close....

Deadlines and due dates,
Assignments, papers and editing, my mind so dearly hates,
Annoyance at those who live in incompetence,
Angered by those who simply choose to exist in ignorance,
But such is life so what can I do,
Diligence is rare but competence remains to only a few,
I pray for their dear souls,
For they have no idea the horrors that Winnie's class holds,

Ah life and its odd quirks,
But I have to say it does have its perks,
Of course I wish for excitement and something a little more,
Some frightfully enjoyable experiences that would help me grow,
Right now everything seems dull and mundane,
And this rigid, hum-drum pace is driving me bloody insane,
I need some fun, some spice, some excitement!
Or in the very least some good entertainment.

Oh well, the day is not over lets see what's in store,
If I will end the day with yet another memorable evening,
Or simply a dull snore.....

SNOREEEEEEEE!!!!!

Ramblings of a psychotically bored mind!
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Happy Daddy's Day!
Dee

As predicted last night, today started out slow... But before I go any further lemme just give a shout out to ALL DADS OUT THERE!!! HAPPY DADDY'S DAY!!!! WOOOOO!!!!

To Uncle Ravee, Uncle Bani, Uncle Albert (though you're not a dad, you might as well start practising now! hee!) Uncle Diva, Uncle Mano, Uncle Raju, Uncle Ranjit (soon soon! hehe) Uncle Balu (also in the process! ), Uncle Ravi (whose awaiting his chance eagerly in JB!)Uncle Vijay (who is probably in Indonesia), Uncle Siva all the way in Singapore, Uncle Saba also cozying up in Singapore, Uncle Kanna (Singapore again!), Grandpa and last but certainly not least, my very own DADDY-Os!!!! HEHEHEHE! I love you all to bits! Hope all of you have a swell day! Don't plague your kids too much!! Muchaz lovez!!! (Jeez, they should have an Uncle's day too by the looks of it :p )





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Blurred, Bored, Beat, Burnt-Out....
Dee
The Saturday has slowly faded away and the grim night gives birth to Sunday. The Sabbath. Unfortunately for me, God has dictated that I would work this day away and thus, I am greeting the Sabbath with work. Sad person. My mind is filled with ramblings of all kinds. I just got off the phone with Arun and we bantered about tons of different stuff. Talking to him is kinda fun... Reminds me a lot about Rakesh. Sheesh, guys and their antics. But thank god I have friends like them for I don't know how I would ever be able to encounter a depressing moment if it wasn't for them, cracking me up at the oddest things and times.

My mind seems blank. Confusing really, as I do have tons to say but somehow they seem almost stuck inside me. Its as if they're refusing to acknowledge the world (well, not so much the world... more like my little cozy reality) Has boredom and worry really thrown me off balance? Or do I just need sleep?

Well, I'll try and check if its the latter first. Sleeping is much more....comforting than checking in to an asylum, a mental asylum. Ah well, nitey nitez loves...
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Blahz...
Dee
Saturday is finally here! WOOOO!! Weekend!!! As much as I would like to jump about like a lunatic in joy, I have to strap myself to my bed and slog away at the idiotic, annoying, inescapable Research Methods paper. Sigh* My mind keep regressing back to my primary years when school was all about play and life was all about who would "friend" me and who wouldn't. How I miss those days. Then came one of the best parts of my life. Secondary school! It rocked super! I enjoyed every second of it! I still remember my seniors telling me, "Oh this is nothing. When you get to college, it will be the best time of your life! Its all play and no work! Trust me!" Trust me, my foot! If I do see those dumbasses again, I swear I'd shoot them with a rubber band right between the eyes! More like all work and NO PLAY! Idiot!

Sigh* ( I seem to be sighing a lot) So much for the much anticipated wall-climbing day! I can't even step out of the room without feeling ladden with guilt! I recall saying that I wanted to be more like Gandhi but I TAKE IT BACK!!!! God knows how he survived with that super enormous super-ego of his! I can't live with the nagging feeling of guilt at the back of my head... Its excruciating! (To my id of course :P )

I know I'm pretty much rambling... All this shmuck is induced by my state of annoyance at life and how it has shackled me to the front of this screen, dooming me to hours of sifting through psychological journals. Not at all my idea of fun. Oh well, what has to be done, has to be done... The only consolation I have would be, at least it beats sitting down with a bunch of equations waiting to be completed.

Laugh* Sigh* Smile* Sigh.....


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Friday at its "Mundanest"...
Dee
Friday has been kind. Though a looming sense of dread fills me (Research Methods assignment) with emotions of fear and anxiety, I feel slightly rejuvenated after a rough couple of days. A lot of things require my attention at the moment but for some (less than weird) reason, I simply cannot focus my thoughts upon completing them. I know Jill is loathing my guts right now as I'm supposed to send in my letter of recommendation from our Mentoring Malaysia days. Well, I will get to it soon. I resolve to get the Research Methods thing up and flaring by tomorrow and grind my nose to the books to finish off the paper over the weekend even if it means I have to do the entire damn thing on my own.

Shamala akka (navin anna's fiance) sent me an sms last night. Unfortunately, as I don't check my maxis number as regularly, I only saw her sms somewhere later in the evening. I replied and everything, but of course, this little interaction set my thought process in a certain direction. I shall not expound upon it as I feel that if I tend to feed in to these thoughts, that are practically begging to resurface right now, I'll just spiral back into a new frenzy of self-pity and most probably wallow in it till I cry myself to sleep. I'm done spilling tears. I don't have tears left in me to shed. Lets move on.

Rakesh came over at about 11 with this movie called Role Models. I have to admit though I was really apprehensive about it, I did enjoy the movie quite a bit. Rakesh was his usual self, full of sexual teases and mischief. The movie we originally intended on watching was Tropic Thunder which for some idiotic reason would not at all play. So we had to resort to watching the movie he had brought in his pen drive. Lying on the bed with the laptop in front of us we laughed at the stupidity the movie offered. (I just have to add this bit cause it was kinda funny, Rakesh wore this jacket-hoody thing and when he came into my room he sorta took it out and according to him the maid in the opposite house saw him do so... And seeing that we were both lying on the bed watching the movie for slightly more than an hour, he later got up and as he was putting the jacket back on he said, you do know that you're neighbour's maid probably thinks we just had sex... I stared at him blankly and he went on to explain the "undressing, and tousled hair" - in my defence, his hair ALWAYS looks like that! All I could do was laugh it off! Me? Have sex? With Rakesh? HAHAHAHAHA! FUNNY!) Okay, my bad, I snoozed of for a minute or so a little towards the end but as usual Rakesh had to leave at 1 coz he had to go watch a movie with a friend of his... So I watched the end of the movie on my own... (I told you I would! Ha!) And it was pretty funny! Filled with profanity and sexual innuendos but utterly and awfully funny. (Yes, yes I eat my words :P )

What else? I suppose I basically spent the whole day catching up on lost sleep and doing house chores... Pretty boring to most people but in an odd, inexplicable way, I found it... therapeutic. I blasted my music (no one at home to whack me on the head for it!) I danced my way through the chores and finally retired early to the room. I know Shyam Akka is going to Kampar tomorrow and I should probably follow her as Swamiji does really want to see me but I just will have to grit my teeth and pass this time as I really need this weekend to finish off the annoying Research Methods paper. Shyte!

A grin, but not quite!
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Morning Blues...
Dee
Some things are better left unexplained but one thing that I can explain is that I woke up this morning with a sinking feeling of dread. Its one of those mornings I suppose. Well, what else could I do except go on with the daily tasks set ahead of me. Usually this sense of dread would be something I could easily brush away as it normally foretells of a possible danger or problem up ahead. Of course my life isn't some rosy walk in the park but problems do tend to be more grave and heart-wrenching with this "warning signal". However, this time its different. It wasn't something sinister that seemed to tug at me, it was more a gloom that seemed to loom over my head. An overbearing sense of loneliness. I usually greet my mornings with a smile and with a small idle walk down memory lane. The bright and cheery one of course. Today, however is different. To be alone is one thing, to feel completely alone is another. I can't explain it further like this but I'll do it the way I know best....

Open my eyes and look around,
Losing again what my heart had first found,
The chill piercing through my skin,
Against fate, who can win?
The smile that faded long ago,
The heart that recovered oh so slow,
Aches once again,
Recognizing that antagonizing pain,

A tear streaks down this cheek,
Hope no longer this heart seeks,
The hand once in mine,
The presence I can longer find,
Long has the time come to say goodbye,
Long has it been since this heart would not cry,
My grip wanes,
My pillow painted with tear stains,

The tighter I hold,
The more my heart grows cold,
I clench my fist harder not to let go,
I shut my eyes tight so the tears will not flow,
The marks my nails leave are nothing compared to the pain your presence did,
My smiles and laughter were welcome for my sorrow they beautifully hid,
But there are seconds that joy loses to misery,
There are glimpses when my soul can truly be me,
Feel the pain thats buried deep,
Let the fears that steadily creep,
Burrowing its hold deeper and harder,
Sending me away, further and further,

Where do I go and what do I seek,
A person so timid, so meek,
Afraid to hold on and afraid to move along,
Wondering if the next step is a mistake or a move that could go wrong,
Questions that always will be there,
A pain that this existence will forever bear,

Was I trouble?
Did I whine or forever grumble?
Was it the way I looked?
Or that my time was seemingly too booked?
Were you unsure,
Was my presence too much to endure?
When did I become a pain?
When did I become simple and utterly plain?
Was I too easy to neglect?
Or did you expect me to be perfect?
Hardest of all I ask you this,
Was I your mistake, is that what this is?
Was that all I was?
Was I never yours?

Forget my tears,
Be blinded to my fears,
But look at me and tell me,
That in my eyes the care you cannot see,
Face me and say,
That what happened was nothing more than a dream of my mind, a play,
Tell me my memories were nothing but lies,
Tell me that my thoughts logic it defies,
Look at me and say that I was nothing,
Tell me that everytime you said you cared, you were lying,

I'll believe it all,
I'll believe that I was your greatest fall,
Your mistake,
And for your sake,
I'll take that blame,
I'll take the guilt, the pain all the same,

I'll fade away I promise you,
And time will see that through..
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Sunday, June 21, 2009

Of Night and Reality

Sunday, June 21, 2009 Posted by Dee
When I look up and our eyes meet,
A tiny smile, a wink, a twinkle in your eyes readily greets,
My cheeks blush as I nervously bite my lip,
The excitement within me I can't keep,
Your hand slides around mine,
Your eyes shine,
I feel warm, I feel love, I feel you,
Somehow I know its real, I know its true,
Your cheek grazes my palm,
Your embrace keeps me safe, it keeps me calm,
The tip of our noses brush,
In me I feel my heart rush,
I slide my head down and rest it against you,
And you slide your arms around me as you always do....

I feel safe, I feel loved, I feel secure,
It is you, I'm sure....

I open my eyes,
I hear my own cries,
The tip of my fingers caress my cold wet cheeks,
The heart plays such evil tricks,
I shiver in the cold,
With nothing but my pain to hold,
The ache doesn't go away,
My heart has lost the will to pray,
My lips quiver in sorrow,
My soul begs that there will be no tomorrow,
My eyes shut I think of nothing,
Nothing to live for, no joy life can bring....

You're gone,
Those eyes that once shone,
Like a beacon of hope,
Now that its gone, how do I survive, how do I cope,
The hands that gave me strength,
You made me dream in length,
My life was a dream,
For it always seemed,
That if you loved me, I could never go wrong,
Life seemed an eternity, I had so long,
To have all that and have it ripped from inside me,
You were blind to my tears and my plea,
My heart singed from the inside,
A pain so difficult to hide...

I shut my eyes and welcome darkness,
A life that seems void of joy or happiness,
I let the cold embrace me,
As emptiness is all I can be,
A shell,
A life of one destined for hell,
I kiss the night goodbye,
And one last time live my lie....


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Snooze....

Sunday, June 21, 2009 Posted by Dee
Its cold outside,
Books and mess fills the space by my side,
Such disarray such chaos,
My throat feels scratchy and slightly hoarse,
Flooded by thoughts, my mind is oddly blank,
I feel floaty and slightly off, to be quite frank...

What a day,
Somehow troubles never seem to stay at bay,
Words of conflict spill from my lips,
And there goes my peace, so easily it rips,
Ah well, nothing new I suppose,
Lets bring this matter to a close....

Deadlines and due dates,
Assignments, papers and editing, my mind so dearly hates,
Annoyance at those who live in incompetence,
Angered by those who simply choose to exist in ignorance,
But such is life so what can I do,
Diligence is rare but competence remains to only a few,
I pray for their dear souls,
For they have no idea the horrors that Winnie's class holds,

Ah life and its odd quirks,
But I have to say it does have its perks,
Of course I wish for excitement and something a little more,
Some frightfully enjoyable experiences that would help me grow,
Right now everything seems dull and mundane,
And this rigid, hum-drum pace is driving me bloody insane,
I need some fun, some spice, some excitement!
Or in the very least some good entertainment.

Oh well, the day is not over lets see what's in store,
If I will end the day with yet another memorable evening,
Or simply a dull snore.....

SNOREEEEEEEE!!!!!

Ramblings of a psychotically bored mind!
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Happy Daddy's Day!

Sunday, June 21, 2009 Posted by Dee

As predicted last night, today started out slow... But before I go any further lemme just give a shout out to ALL DADS OUT THERE!!! HAPPY DADDY'S DAY!!!! WOOOOO!!!!

To Uncle Ravee, Uncle Bani, Uncle Albert (though you're not a dad, you might as well start practising now! hee!) Uncle Diva, Uncle Mano, Uncle Raju, Uncle Ranjit (soon soon! hehe) Uncle Balu (also in the process! ), Uncle Ravi (whose awaiting his chance eagerly in JB!)Uncle Vijay (who is probably in Indonesia), Uncle Siva all the way in Singapore, Uncle Saba also cozying up in Singapore, Uncle Kanna (Singapore again!), Grandpa and last but certainly not least, my very own DADDY-Os!!!! HEHEHEHE! I love you all to bits! Hope all of you have a swell day! Don't plague your kids too much!! Muchaz lovez!!! (Jeez, they should have an Uncle's day too by the looks of it :p )





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Blurred, Bored, Beat, Burnt-Out....

Sunday, June 21, 2009 Posted by Dee
The Saturday has slowly faded away and the grim night gives birth to Sunday. The Sabbath. Unfortunately for me, God has dictated that I would work this day away and thus, I am greeting the Sabbath with work. Sad person. My mind is filled with ramblings of all kinds. I just got off the phone with Arun and we bantered about tons of different stuff. Talking to him is kinda fun... Reminds me a lot about Rakesh. Sheesh, guys and their antics. But thank god I have friends like them for I don't know how I would ever be able to encounter a depressing moment if it wasn't for them, cracking me up at the oddest things and times.

My mind seems blank. Confusing really, as I do have tons to say but somehow they seem almost stuck inside me. Its as if they're refusing to acknowledge the world (well, not so much the world... more like my little cozy reality) Has boredom and worry really thrown me off balance? Or do I just need sleep?

Well, I'll try and check if its the latter first. Sleeping is much more....comforting than checking in to an asylum, a mental asylum. Ah well, nitey nitez loves...
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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Blahz...

Saturday, June 20, 2009 Posted by Dee
Saturday is finally here! WOOOO!! Weekend!!! As much as I would like to jump about like a lunatic in joy, I have to strap myself to my bed and slog away at the idiotic, annoying, inescapable Research Methods paper. Sigh* My mind keep regressing back to my primary years when school was all about play and life was all about who would "friend" me and who wouldn't. How I miss those days. Then came one of the best parts of my life. Secondary school! It rocked super! I enjoyed every second of it! I still remember my seniors telling me, "Oh this is nothing. When you get to college, it will be the best time of your life! Its all play and no work! Trust me!" Trust me, my foot! If I do see those dumbasses again, I swear I'd shoot them with a rubber band right between the eyes! More like all work and NO PLAY! Idiot!

Sigh* ( I seem to be sighing a lot) So much for the much anticipated wall-climbing day! I can't even step out of the room without feeling ladden with guilt! I recall saying that I wanted to be more like Gandhi but I TAKE IT BACK!!!! God knows how he survived with that super enormous super-ego of his! I can't live with the nagging feeling of guilt at the back of my head... Its excruciating! (To my id of course :P )

I know I'm pretty much rambling... All this shmuck is induced by my state of annoyance at life and how it has shackled me to the front of this screen, dooming me to hours of sifting through psychological journals. Not at all my idea of fun. Oh well, what has to be done, has to be done... The only consolation I have would be, at least it beats sitting down with a bunch of equations waiting to be completed.

Laugh* Sigh* Smile* Sigh.....


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Friday, June 19, 2009

Friday at its "Mundanest"...

Friday, June 19, 2009 Posted by Dee
Friday has been kind. Though a looming sense of dread fills me (Research Methods assignment) with emotions of fear and anxiety, I feel slightly rejuvenated after a rough couple of days. A lot of things require my attention at the moment but for some (less than weird) reason, I simply cannot focus my thoughts upon completing them. I know Jill is loathing my guts right now as I'm supposed to send in my letter of recommendation from our Mentoring Malaysia days. Well, I will get to it soon. I resolve to get the Research Methods thing up and flaring by tomorrow and grind my nose to the books to finish off the paper over the weekend even if it means I have to do the entire damn thing on my own.

Shamala akka (navin anna's fiance) sent me an sms last night. Unfortunately, as I don't check my maxis number as regularly, I only saw her sms somewhere later in the evening. I replied and everything, but of course, this little interaction set my thought process in a certain direction. I shall not expound upon it as I feel that if I tend to feed in to these thoughts, that are practically begging to resurface right now, I'll just spiral back into a new frenzy of self-pity and most probably wallow in it till I cry myself to sleep. I'm done spilling tears. I don't have tears left in me to shed. Lets move on.

Rakesh came over at about 11 with this movie called Role Models. I have to admit though I was really apprehensive about it, I did enjoy the movie quite a bit. Rakesh was his usual self, full of sexual teases and mischief. The movie we originally intended on watching was Tropic Thunder which for some idiotic reason would not at all play. So we had to resort to watching the movie he had brought in his pen drive. Lying on the bed with the laptop in front of us we laughed at the stupidity the movie offered. (I just have to add this bit cause it was kinda funny, Rakesh wore this jacket-hoody thing and when he came into my room he sorta took it out and according to him the maid in the opposite house saw him do so... And seeing that we were both lying on the bed watching the movie for slightly more than an hour, he later got up and as he was putting the jacket back on he said, you do know that you're neighbour's maid probably thinks we just had sex... I stared at him blankly and he went on to explain the "undressing, and tousled hair" - in my defence, his hair ALWAYS looks like that! All I could do was laugh it off! Me? Have sex? With Rakesh? HAHAHAHAHA! FUNNY!) Okay, my bad, I snoozed of for a minute or so a little towards the end but as usual Rakesh had to leave at 1 coz he had to go watch a movie with a friend of his... So I watched the end of the movie on my own... (I told you I would! Ha!) And it was pretty funny! Filled with profanity and sexual innuendos but utterly and awfully funny. (Yes, yes I eat my words :P )

What else? I suppose I basically spent the whole day catching up on lost sleep and doing house chores... Pretty boring to most people but in an odd, inexplicable way, I found it... therapeutic. I blasted my music (no one at home to whack me on the head for it!) I danced my way through the chores and finally retired early to the room. I know Shyam Akka is going to Kampar tomorrow and I should probably follow her as Swamiji does really want to see me but I just will have to grit my teeth and pass this time as I really need this weekend to finish off the annoying Research Methods paper. Shyte!

A grin, but not quite!
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Thursday, June 18, 2009

Morning Blues...

Thursday, June 18, 2009 Posted by Dee
Some things are better left unexplained but one thing that I can explain is that I woke up this morning with a sinking feeling of dread. Its one of those mornings I suppose. Well, what else could I do except go on with the daily tasks set ahead of me. Usually this sense of dread would be something I could easily brush away as it normally foretells of a possible danger or problem up ahead. Of course my life isn't some rosy walk in the park but problems do tend to be more grave and heart-wrenching with this "warning signal". However, this time its different. It wasn't something sinister that seemed to tug at me, it was more a gloom that seemed to loom over my head. An overbearing sense of loneliness. I usually greet my mornings with a smile and with a small idle walk down memory lane. The bright and cheery one of course. Today, however is different. To be alone is one thing, to feel completely alone is another. I can't explain it further like this but I'll do it the way I know best....

Open my eyes and look around,
Losing again what my heart had first found,
The chill piercing through my skin,
Against fate, who can win?
The smile that faded long ago,
The heart that recovered oh so slow,
Aches once again,
Recognizing that antagonizing pain,

A tear streaks down this cheek,
Hope no longer this heart seeks,
The hand once in mine,
The presence I can longer find,
Long has the time come to say goodbye,
Long has it been since this heart would not cry,
My grip wanes,
My pillow painted with tear stains,

The tighter I hold,
The more my heart grows cold,
I clench my fist harder not to let go,
I shut my eyes tight so the tears will not flow,
The marks my nails leave are nothing compared to the pain your presence did,
My smiles and laughter were welcome for my sorrow they beautifully hid,
But there are seconds that joy loses to misery,
There are glimpses when my soul can truly be me,
Feel the pain thats buried deep,
Let the fears that steadily creep,
Burrowing its hold deeper and harder,
Sending me away, further and further,

Where do I go and what do I seek,
A person so timid, so meek,
Afraid to hold on and afraid to move along,
Wondering if the next step is a mistake or a move that could go wrong,
Questions that always will be there,
A pain that this existence will forever bear,

Was I trouble?
Did I whine or forever grumble?
Was it the way I looked?
Or that my time was seemingly too booked?
Were you unsure,
Was my presence too much to endure?
When did I become a pain?
When did I become simple and utterly plain?
Was I too easy to neglect?
Or did you expect me to be perfect?
Hardest of all I ask you this,
Was I your mistake, is that what this is?
Was that all I was?
Was I never yours?

Forget my tears,
Be blinded to my fears,
But look at me and tell me,
That in my eyes the care you cannot see,
Face me and say,
That what happened was nothing more than a dream of my mind, a play,
Tell me my memories were nothing but lies,
Tell me that my thoughts logic it defies,
Look at me and say that I was nothing,
Tell me that everytime you said you cared, you were lying,

I'll believe it all,
I'll believe that I was your greatest fall,
Your mistake,
And for your sake,
I'll take that blame,
I'll take the guilt, the pain all the same,

I'll fade away I promise you,
And time will see that through..
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