The first time I saw your face
I was blown away without a trace
I felt so alone on a busy street
when you passed me by
I felt my feet melt away
Melt away

I pray to God I could meet
Someone like the boy I'd just seen
Someone that could stop me dead
Someone that could spin around in my head all day
In my head all day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

That night I saw him again
It was the first time I touched his hand
He made me feel so warm
We talked all night 'til the dawn came our way
Til the dawn came our way

But the timing was all wrong
When I met the one I should've known
Instead I walked away leaving behind my destiny on that day
My destiny on that day

Someday I will fly with you
Someday I will fly with you

But I still see his face
In my mind it's the only place
And we will meet again
And I will touch your hand again on that day
Your hand again on that day

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Wow, she must be crazier than I thought.

I got really mad and it took me quite a Herculean effort to clench my jaw shut. It was funny; the words were swelling up in my mouth and bursting like a bubble when they couldn't move past my lips.

I've been debating this. Am I another angsty, hate-filled teenager? I don't think so. The problem doesn't lie with me but with her. She is a bratty, self-deluded, jealous person and she is nothing like how a mother should be.

Money, money! So paying for my stuff makes her that great huh? So giving me an allowance each month makes her my mother huh?

I was out with my halfsis and her beau just now and I realized how lucky my halfsis is, despite her blood disease.

She had dreadlocks at my age. She dated a punk rocker. She lives in Europe. She speaks English, Chinese, Chinese dialects, Dutch, German, French and probably more.

i thought the world of you
8:46 PM