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Is it so hard to understand, so hard to comprehend?

Why the huff and puff, the huff and puff?

 

Are you wondering, questioning?

What’s the rush, what’s the hurry?

 

Well, let me tell you this, seriously

I got a point to prove

 

Now are you puzzled?

What’s the smile for, what’s the laugh for?

 

Oh well, it’s more of a smirk,

‘Cause I’m halfway there

 

In proving the point

*smirk*

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who else but chiewee

to rise to greater heights, yet to stay firmly on ground

to aspire to be better, yet to be grateful with what i have

to teach others, and to learn from others

to give my all, and to persevere

 

to dare to dream, to be idealistic

to stand tough, yet be compassionate

to forgive and forget, yet to remember

to smile and laugh, to have fun

 

to believe and trust, to have unshakeable faith

to give and take, to tolerate

to respect and be respected

to keep these promises, to remember them

 

chiewee

My memory has failed me once again.

 

I forgot that I am a mere human

I forgot that there is only 24 hours in a day

I forgot that I cannot stop time

I forgot that I need to relax

 

I forgot how burn out feels like; and I don’t intend to remember it

I forgot how a good rest feels like; and I want to remember that

 

I forgot to enjoy life

I forgot to appreciate life

I forgot to live my life

I forgot to let you into my life

 

I forgot to take a deep breath to help me remember

I forgot to take minute to think what I have forgotten

 

I forgot to smile; I forgot to laugh; I forgot to joke; I forgot to have fun

 

We all forget, don’t we?

 

chiewee

Lightning, thunder, darkness and rain dancing in unison

I sit alone, with you my newfound friend at this second

As I explore the intricacies of life, sounds and sights accompanied our liaison

But none more comforting than these beautiful words

 

These beautiful words, they are my voice and sense

Like you my new friend, they are my companions                       

Thank you god for not taking them away from me

Like they have taken my old friend into oblivion

 

But you can’t heal these scars, beautiful words

For that I am glad I have my kin and peers

Thank you and sorry are all I can say with these beautiful words

For your concern, worries and all those fear

 

I am smiling as I finally understand

That this island is not the place I want to live

I am waiting for that yacht to take me to another land

Where my sanctuary lays, a place of solace and peace

 

Thank you beautiful words for accompanying me

You have helped me built this door on these walls

These walls will stand forever as they are my strength and life

But perhaps it’s time to open the door; don’t you think so beautiful words?

 

chiewee

The world is a theatre and your life is the play

The play is scripted in such a cynical way

There were times when you thought you have lost the plot

As you tried to comprehend the complexity of this knot

 

Judas, Brutus and Cassius rule the Earth

It’s unfortunate but you’re surrounded with such filth

Where is the truth and who do you trust?

You view the society with full of disgust

 

Little wonder why you live in recluse

You wish that one day you will meet Zeus

And ask him why he made the world such

It has been overwhelming, a little bit too much

 

You tried to understand the rules of the game

Join them to beat them, that was your aim

You became a pretender, someone you despise

Now you are sick of your own disguise

 

It is time to return to where you belong

Where you’ll regain your sense of right and wrong

Now wish upon the stars with one single hope

That one day, you’ll stop being a misanthrope

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Dedicated to all pretenders and misanthropes

chiewee

There was once when I stood before a frontier

Unsure and afraid of what lies ahead

I was apprehensive to step in to that sphere

For I was afraid of being misled

 

Now I have crossed the Rubicon, I shall stride forward

If I ever fall down, I’ll pick myself up and say

I will not to give up or give in, as I am no coward 

Nothing can stop me, come what may

 

This journey is tiring, but it will be worthwhile

I have started this walk, and I intend to finish it

Even if the path is as long as the River of Nile

Even if I have to make it through bit by bit

 

If I ever run off-course, please guide me back

If I ever forget my destination, please remind me of it

I know I cannot do it alone, not on this track

I know I cannot do it alone, that I will admit

 

When I reach my destination I shall not forget

Why I started the journey and how I got there

I’ll remember all the obstacles I faced and the people I met

I promise that my life then will not be a vanity fair

 

chiewee

When will people stop judging me? Perhaps when I stop judging them.
When will people start to be honest and frank with me? Perhaps when I stop being too honest and frank.
When will I be able to satisfy everyone? Perhaps when I stop seeking satisfaction from people.
When will I not be lonely? Perhaps when I realise that I have never been alone.
When will all my problems go away? Perhaps when I learn to let go.
When can people start trusting me? Perhaps when I learn to trust them.
When will everything be perfect? Perhaps when I stop seeking for perfection.
When will my life be complete? Perhaps when I have accepted that life is always indeed incomplete.
Oh life! 
Why is life so tough? Perhaps we made it so.
Why are people so irresponsible at times? Perhaps I am being too responsible.
Why are people so sensitive? Perhaps I was being insensitive.
Why do we need people? Perhaps they need us too.
Why do I feel that I have not done enough? Perhaps because I am only human.
Why do I find it hard in expressing myself? Perhaps that is why I have My Three Dimensions
O all the whens and whys. That’s life.