I wait for the postman to bring me a letter.
And I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better.
And I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders.
Family in crisis that only grows older.
Why’d you have to go?
Why’d you have to go?
Why’d you have to go?

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I am broken, but I am hoping.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I am crying, a part of me’s dying.
And these are, these are, the
confessions of a broken heart!

And I wear all your old clothes your polo sweater.
I dream of another you, one who would never.
Never, leave me alone to pick up the pieces. Daddy to hold me, that’s what I needed.

So,why’d you have to go?
Why’d you have to go?
Why’d you have to go?

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I don’t know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
Cause these are, these are,
the confessions….!!! of a broken heart!
Of a broken heart!

Daughter to father, daughter to father!
I don’t know you, but I still want to.
Daughter to father, daughter to father!
Tell me the truth, did you ever love me?
Did you ever love me?
These are the confessions of a broken heart! 

Ohh … yeah

And I wait for the postman to bring me a letter. 

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            Generally, a total failure of my life. A world ended. It should have been a normal day. A spoilt one. If one to destroy me, i would have been too cheap to have paid my time for that. Of course, it was of so many miracles, happened. 

            Morning waking up, a phone call pleased my mind. A little late to my lecture, however, worthful. I ran to my car, bringing four swinging dicks, to have lunch. Adding Jason in the middle. Having had chatted, i saw the beauty of a carved statute, who once flow flamboyantly on stage, now a statute numb, but scars of his, worths my thousand winks and glance.

            A noobish mind, cann’t try to corrupt my memory photograhing. I was recalling while heading back fac. Planning to read for the evening, the mouth wont stop working. Went to check the balance for this sem fees. Settled with a smile in my heart, heading back and continued for lecture. Was so great to have all these, while the phone rang again for another story.

             An art of human’s exercise being told in the tool, listening to as if i were in the same position as his. No words can be shared for the interest we indulged in. It wasnt normal and easy to have found one steadfast, but i had. A bedtime hour shared a lot more than a 20 years friendship. Somehow, i was distorted mentally. Crawled back in msn back in my dorm. 

              A book in front of my laptop. I was naughty to convey my confession, one is real, one is to test. For real i got my mind worked as a poem is constructed so easily since all emotions are flowing in. For test, i suppose, you should know, and i know you won’t budge any single move for my constant invitation to treat. Even if you were to rebut that i havent given any attempt, i was doubtfully enough showing too little sincerity i supposed.  No further words shall be uttered if the two way relationship are reciprocated in the first and following scenes.

             A night with my absence, is worthless, even i raised ingeniously. A call from the closed one, a slap in the haert. I called back instead, she answered in glad. I went to the place, she shared me her piece. I’m glad to have u, i’m wrong i know. Perhaps ur control for emotion was too unbearable for the occasion caused a little havoc.

              A rush to my dear friend, A phrase uttered falsefully, I wanted to say Sorry for what i have said. U gave me a cold laugh, a meaningful reminder, to my continued history repeated. I thank for ur kindness, you are always the most beautiful one, I am really sorry to you.

              A rush back to my dorm, a discussion is conferred. A blog triggers a thought, a thought creates a phrase, a phrase rendered nothing, a worried man shy. I have lived enough to have share some kindness. For those who help and listen, i appreciate. The most caring one, is always the frustrated one to me. He whom i told to, the stories of a gang, should be cared of his words. I knew the day to come, it was just a bit too low expected to me. UM is a place, so of despise by me again, except for the people i love, i see no wonder. Again, my gang in Banting, realize in one day. An excruciating experience, haunted me enough. I shall write all explanation here, you might to say other words.

                I have nothing to hide, And if i were to express, no life at that moment shall happy. I wasnt as what u said. I thought of the public as a whole, and not to intervene with atmosphere. I paid my car for the feelings, he crushed hard on the road, u have known me well, yet you thought i have two faces. If i were to be a strict face, I really wondered how u guys come back. If you think i am too harsh, i said nothing to that, i am really frustrated, for many acts i come across. An innocent pays too little attention intelligence, doesnt mean it insult too much of our system in malaysia?

                Even a stpm student tells better, and if i were to put my thoughts in, which i would really want, it will have changed a lot, the lots i mean isnt a bad thing, at least a balance is achieved between two extremes. I understand the purest mind lives the longest, but the property granted by God, as intelligence, maximum capacity, shall not be set aside. If you understand my words, from here deciphering, or from my trusted ones, i think you should be to capture. So many thinks i am childish, i am. Childish is always the best, a child mind wins all, you might have tried to portrayed, but it shall come with intelligent.

                  I have enough to say. I know people are frustrated. I want to withdraw. A complete withdrawal. An huge transport can drive all, my service are terminated. I never think that that is a main issue for me. It was the mind of mine cann’t cope with it. I apologize for your thoughts to have come concluding me in this way, perhaps i should try live a more me, rather than a more yours. And for that, the only way is to withdraw.

                  I bear enough words. So do your comment in other place. I live my sacred blog for my own reading satisfaction. Anything written other than my words will be deleted. Besides, i am searching a true soul mate, one who listens the same music to me, a believer in the faith i have, a mind of a trained one, a life that full of surprise, a balancer of two extremes, ultimately, a too little compatible to my taste.

                   This is made without any single changes. Believe a spontaneous harshful, painful words , rather than my sweet and nice tolerance anymore. If you think while writing this, i am being cold blooded ; i shall say the taers wont drop for any of my finger and mind exercise done here.

Cheers

YEe Cs