Saturday, January 29, 2005

She whom dreamt of so much wonders,
holding onto her belief in lives.
Never once did she upset the balance,
but what did she get in the end?

Never mind, she thought to herself.
Forgive and forget, she promised herself.
Things will get better, she consoled herself.
Wait is the word, she told herself.

Her belief, her dreams, her world.
Complexity may occur occasionally, but deep down inside,
she's a naive baby.
That's what she is.

Standing alone, she tried.
Running towards so many different lanes at one point.
She ended up with nothing
Or perhaps, there's nothing for her to gain anyway.

Should she be blame?
No, because she longed for warmth so badly that her actions are understood.
Yes, because she deserved it for being so ambitious.
What can she do to salvage the mess she was tangled in?

Piercing her heart is loneliness.
Inflicting the pain is the never-existed situations.
The reality hits her back,
when she thought of the fairytales.

The silence of the technology.
She wanted so much for it to call for her,
so that she knows her presence is needed.
But it all ends up in disappointment.

Her so-called friends.
Do they exist?
To think she hold them so dearly.
Insensitive, should they be.

When will she actually achieve her dreams?
Her hopes? Her belief? Her theories?
There she goes again,
seeping deeply into her own comfort zone.

Everything is back to square one.

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