Sunday, 15 June 2008

...thoughts at the strike of dawn.

its 6.20 am. 

i cant sleep.
i'm sleepy.
but i cant sleep.
i feel.. nothing.

i need someone to talk to now.
yeah.
probably by looking at the time, no one would be awake.
i guess its me.. and my rarely visited blog.

i've got ntg to say.. and yet i feel as if i've got a story inside me wanting to come out.
i figure its time to change,
to not be me.
to... be different in many ways.

i'm worn out.. i definitely am worn out.

suddenly a thought came to my mind..
stars.. yea.. i missed that moment.. lying down on the bench early in the morning,
staring at the stars.

haha..

i'm going all random.

blimey...

sigh. 

i've got to decide. and i will.

2 comments:

.::KuCc|R@t::. said...

hey dear... u know d only good thing abt being in another continent is dat ur best fren is always awake while d rest of ur country is sleeping... u get d idea.. XD

.::KuCc|R@t::. said...

so sorry... i tot it was all wai cheng writing... my bad