alone
in my solitude
drown
in my imagination
locked
in my own world
because you are unhappy
complain here and there
about everything since then
losing the aura in you
dark tones become the melody
in your symphony of life
and your innocence
plays the harmony
follows in a rhythm
making a chaos
seeming cheerfulness
that haunts me down
so, why should I go through the same thing?
-inspired from a recent email-
(left-right: Alfonso, me, Terrence, Wahju, Michelle, Huiying, Qiuyan, Kunming)
Joined caroling for the first time. What a fun experience!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!
Sound of Music
The hills are alive with the sound of music
With songs they have sung for a thousand years
The hills fill my heart with the sound of music
My heart wants to sing every song it hears
My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh like a chime
that flies from a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook when it trips and falls
over stones on its way
To sing through the night
like a lark who is learning to pray
I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I’ll sing once more
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Fill my heart with songs
To keep me sane throughout the insanity of life
-alone in her comfy room-