Treat it as a string loosen
Treat it as a rope cutted
Lessening the Pain and Bond Between u and it
Before tat, ur a prisoner to ur heart
now ur a freeman from this home
So Even When Ur jumpin down
U can feel lesser pain and longin for this world
So Even When Ur Writing a Will
U can Forget Whats worries and rootedness
ut Rmb in ur mind
A string loosen can be be tighten again
A rope can be replaced with a chain
How Strong ur bond is
depends on what you want it to be
So heres your holiday
hope you enjoy it this time
coz u giving up on me
call me , a burden
call me , an extra
my life came crushing down hard on me
my tears shedding down juz for you
Come back home, you know, the place where you used to live?
we had our times there but now you're now a stranger to us
cold words and pale faces seperated
thy world , thy place
right here , right now
when you've been gone , times had nv been so dull
I wish upon the brightest star, please come back home
should I
scold you
praise you
or should I
leave you in a lurch
leave you alone
but Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
you hate us
all and one
you shown us
how wonderful life can be
how amazing without us
we are the invisible
but Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
So to place our lives into God's hands
confide in what You do
Sometimes when you're trying to sleep
when all your doubts and your faith dont agree
It's cause
but Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
Pain,Misery,Sorrow
You name it , i have it
Failure I am
Live beyond a shadow of a doubt
I spolit everyone's Fun
I am everyone's Blame
Wheres that Warmth I had
before the stars fallen
wheres that Warmth Went to
After He's gone
It was a mistake
My life get sick and tired
My Self get sad and sinned
May God Deliver Me
help me avert This disaster
Bring me to the Past
where we had our times
Where am I? Where are you?
There's so much time so little to do.
Were busy doing nothing cause it vanity we prize.
You can't nothing cause you can't see through your eyes .
They're covered with a film, you're blinded by yourself.
You're the one to blame but you pretend it's someone else.
Life, could you be a little softer to me.
Life, could you be more gentle to me.
Yeah I know this is a selfish plea,
because Christ sacrificed his flesh on the cross for me.
But this world is hard, it's cruel
and I wish it could be... softer to me. I'm still alive.
That much is true.
I've never lied, well, I guess I've told a few.
There's nothing to see because I brought nothing to show.
The conversation got to deep,
I shrug and tell you I don't know.
This life can get so hard, this world can be so cruel
it maybe ur blame
it maybe my blame
but why care so much bout it when we could have more fun than ever be4
i dun wanna see things getting worsen..
i dun wanna see this bond broken into shattering pieces
i dunno why we are like the blacksheeps
i dunno why we were to continue in this shit
i can fight back for it or getting rid of it
but its juz within ur decison..
u want it u have it
or
u compromise i compromise
i duno what u thinking
and i dun wanna think bout it
enjoy ur life if u want while i enjoy mine..
bad day ppl bad day..
black face everywhere
who i know changed
who he is now
is who he hates
thy word spoken
is forbidden
fuck the negative
root the postive
who love this world
who like this place
who knows this family
of broken hearts and dreams.
Attitude is what you have..
Changes is what you feel hard to accept..
Compromise is what you lack and need..
CommonSense Is Never In your mind..
Extra-tion is what you want..
Tyranny is Who You are..
All That I say Is for your good..
Thats
A Tons of Advice I offer
Heed If you want.
A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on theends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the potshad a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and alwaysdelivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walkfrom the stream to theHouse, the cracked pot arrived only halffull. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearerdelivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot wasashamed of it's own imperfection. And miserable that it wasable to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, itspoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamedof myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able todeliver only half my load because this crack in my side causeswater to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of myflaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get fullvalue from your efforts," the pot said.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there wereflowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot'sside? That's because I have always known about your flaw. So Iplanted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day whilewe walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have beenable to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Withoutyou being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty tograce the house?
Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all crackedpots. but we all have a purpose just like the cracked pot in the story. God can use us no matter how big our crack or hurt is..
Name: Beh Chee Hou
Bdae: Ended, 16
Nicks: beh. holydogg , horse , alot lah..
Skool: TeckWhye Sec
Contact: bchman_908@hotmail.com
What I Likes________
Music
Food:Duck Rice =3
Drinks:Water
Pastimes:stayin online, being sumbodyelse
People:fren..family..dogs
What I Hate_________
People:backstabbers, betrayers
Things: none...tryin to make my life easier..
Food:Durians, veggies..
Music's Playing_____
Artist: Sum41
Song: Pieces
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