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Friday, December 14, 2007

the jessica in me

I’m on top of the world
And let me shout from the bottom of my lung
Tell the world that I am king and everybody should kneel before me
I am majestic and grand
And no fool dares to look at me in the eyes
For I am God
That reign over time and space
Traveling here and there with nothing to stop me
Thus on your knees know
For I am the sick delusional I
Has safely locked in the mirror
No longer significant; merely a faint shadow with teary eyes

homesick

Pelangi di ujung bumi
Merindu kampung di kaki gunung
Aku ingin kelambu hangat ramahnya rumahku

sekarang dan sekarang juga...

the itch

Do I need a reason to be happy? To enjoy life as it is?
Gosh, I hope not
To be honest I’m a bit worried
To think that I lived in my own bubble that I couldn’t see the magnitude of it anymore
I couldn’t see whether it’s still safe to pop it now or I already am flying too high and if it popped I’ll crash and burn in a snap.
I know that I should be grateful for I’ve got now
Many will kill for everything that I experienced today
Not that I’m living an extravagant lifestyle but it surely is bliss
At least for me
But somehow I just couldn’t get rid of this ticklish feeling
That stubbornly lingers in the corner of my very heart
Am I afraid of something?
What the heck is wrong with me?