Duh-Dub.

FADE INTO BLACK

Everybody know this is going somewhere..

I do not remember how the world spins.

How karma works.

I understand everyone is working hard for something,

but I still do not understand how things are meant to be measured... and gifted/ pounded/ pushed to one being.

It is not that I don't like to adapt myself.

Why am I working so hard on one when I am already destined to be another ?

And suddenly I wish that this is the only and best offer that I could get.

Speaking about choices, I'm glad this is a whooping fast 'decision'!

Duh-Dub, Dub-Dub.

FADE OUT

早上

早上起床时间
不算太迟

下去搭车时
天色是暗蓝的

我搭上去

说早安

转几圈

工作

好比在家一样

我把这里当 家 了（吗？）

Wind.

It is because I was never near to you,

and that I suppose, I tend to be obsess on you much easier.

I will leave with a plane one day,

not hoping to expect for anything...

and I will wish you love.

Less of A Cure.

Of course I went mad after a series of misfortune events.

I had no choice but to turn to the mamak stall that I would never step-on (if there weren't any choice left).

As the menu kept upsetting me by running out of stocks of pisangs, I too suddenly felt that someone out there had really kept his mind on confiscating my tad source of happiness.

In the end I couldn't take it anymore and just sat and waited for my food. (What I ordered was just a murmur-full of words.)

Suddenly out of no where the orange moon appeared.

It was like my date with her, and the sun, and the breeze, and a view of the night scene of a corner of ss2's.

You know, I just wanted to sit and see the world spinning along with its lifeless beings.

I had no idea of this is how much that I would want to escape from.

Lean On Me

There was a turn back,

where I had to run away from work once,

to somewhere I do things I love,

meet the people I am interested with,

even it means to stand in front of them and experiment myself,

talking out loud with instructions and critics,

where I actually found out that we sometimes do have to act in our lives.

And then it went quite well,

I think I've brought them up to a level that I see puffy white clouds,

they heard what I wanted to share them with,

they and I worked on hard together,

pretty much like

they got me, like I got them.

Sad thing was that I never let them know of how good they were,

and how proud I am actually to walk this with them.

They were too good for what I had back then,

I was just not there to see it.

But I will always remember what it feels like,

to bring up the very school choir and teach them sing.. from how I was molded once.

If could not have been another,

I love you CPT girls :)

The Sun

The bus departed under the bright warm hug from the Sun.

Just before that, she actually realized that 3C is not a good choice as she's not in control of the curtains,

but then...

who knows that she might need some warmth after the occasionally freezing air-cons.

And then she gave up for the wait,

shifted herself to the shade and started her bus-dozing routine.

Along her way to the North,

the mere sensation of burning would not stop building...

through the wind shields, on her faded color jeans.

She wondered through her sleepy thoughts...

subconciously,

why is the guy sitting in front not willing to share his side of shade?

And she just could not take it,

and approached to speak for herself..

"Can I..."

he realized what she's trying to ask for,

and let it go in her way instead.

"I wondered why you didn't let it go"

as she murmured and curled back to the shades.

I never knew why I'd give you that expression,

guess that I really wanted the shade for my own good.

It is that moment that I caught myself attracted to you,

being fond of the way we spoke,

and the way you admire what I used to smile at.

As she begin to doze off, she heard something like

"coz I like the sun.."

什么？

我觉得这个地方 凭空虚假

就是凭空虚假

来到这个城市

你擦身而过的就会到此结束

如此表面

如此肤浅

我看错真心可以被看见

原来是被视为透明

这个虚伪的构架

这个虚伪的结构

虚伪得我好像鄙视它

虚伪得我累了

不怪得我潜意识

看不透

问道：什么？