i realise the beauty of taking a step back
to feel
listen
observe
think
reflect.
often, we are blinded by ourselves
that we only look at whats in front of us.
but if we just take a step back
and look at whats around us
we learn to appreciate
we learn to love
to love all over again.
we can see a pretty picture.
not perfect;
but it is already more than enough.
and i don't want the world to see me,
cos i don't think that they'd understand.
when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who i am.
[courtesy of karm]
i suddenly realised how much i miss ld.
maybe not all of a sudden
but its like this thing which starts slowly..
and eventually builds up. to something.
just like how
some things just cannot be explained.
i realise i love to escape.
to run away from problems
and choose to hide or hibernate somewhere.
choosing to believe that sleeping can erase everything
all at once.
maybe thats why i sleep alot.
its a form of escapism.
and its bad.
i know it.
and whats worse is
I KNOW IT.
i love the swing.
because it makes me happy.
perhaps its another form of running away
from reality.
but its short-lived.
okay i dont know what i am driving at
but i do realise many things
when you just sit in a corner alone
thinking.
reflections.
isnt that what everyone call it?
*i feel like watching a play. anybody?
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