Friday, October 3, 2008
lunchbox, beancurd muffins and the promise of sometime..
why do you have to get angry over every little thing i say??
why do you have to find fault in every detail not meant that way??
why wont you believe me even till today??
maybe this road with me, you just wanna do away..
but i'll keep you here, regardless the price i'd pay..Why do you look at me with eyes of doubt and hate..
that pierces my heart like a blade of slate..
as anger and frustrations escalate..
we are blinded and say its fate
realize it too late and now i've prayed..
that she still loves me after im frayed..
Posted by hmmm.. at 9:59 AM