[LittleCracksInMe]

Little boy,

You sit alone at the corner of the room,

the dark and walls that hug you,

sure make you feel secure.

The world don’t even look at you

And you can’t figure out why…

 

You walk to school,

drag yourself out of your shell,

the flaws make you feel low

But you still smile.

Trying to chase away

The fear and misery within…

 

Each time you walk home,

you stumble on the road

The road is too harsh

and no one offer you a hand.

Your knees feel weak

and

your arms bleed…

 

You feel like stopping

but I won’t let you be

I’ll walk with you,

Even the world left you behind.

 

By the end of this road to somewhere,

I’ll bid you farewell,

Till we meet again,

Oh yes, sure we will.

 

[As I was walking]

 

As I was walking

I enjoy every bits of moment that I’ve spent,

My steps are slow…

Slow enough for a turtle to come and capture me

But it’s OK because it felt so right doing this.

 

To be free again,

To walk and bare my soul off,

Throughout this route to nowhere.

I won’t run; unable to catch my breath

I won’t look down at my feet; trapped by guilt and mercy

I won’t be doing that anymore

 

From now on,

I will walk.

Whenever my heart wants to,

And stop wherever my feet tell me so

 

Because pieces of my heart were scattered long time ago,

And I will keep looking for them,

Right when I was walking…

[Cry Baby, cry]

Sometimes this world turns to be so harsh,

Sometimes it stabs you and leaves you solely,

I’ll stand by you,

Come here,

Let’s get over this..

 

Come sit next to me,

Lean on my shoulder,

It sure makes you feel much better,

Let go of everything in your heart,

Tonight we’ll together cry..

 

Take a deep breath,

And blow it away,

Chase out the dark clouds above you,

Don’t be afraid to shed your tears, let them go,

Washing away the pain within,

Because it’s OK baby,

It’s ok..

 

I’ll stand by you,

Cry baby, cry…

[AmIwrong?]

[1]

 

Everyone is staring at me…am I wrong?

 

Everyone is blaming on me…am I wrong?

 

Their fingers are pointing at me…am I wrong?

 

I stand still. I look at my feet. I can’t breath easy…am I wrong?

 

They are talking and looking at me… am I wrong?

 

 

 

[2]

 

Does it wrong to love?

 

Does it wrong to make friend?

 

Does wrong to talk?

 

Does wrong to walk?

 

Tell me, does it?

 

 

 

[3]

 

I walk out this place…am I wrong?

 

Am I guilty?

And I heard them laughing…

 

[ThisGlassWall]

I see you, and you see me too.

We are in the same, large continent, but in different side for sure. Your sky is blue just like mine too. And my grass is green as the same goes for you. But as my strides march for you, I’ll hit that transparent wall. I can’t see. You can’t see. But both of us can feel; that we’ve been diverged by this glass wall. So, I sit and facing you on the other side. We wish this wall soon will crumble down to earth, so we’ll be able to touch again. But sure, its going to take a little time. Maybe days, months, years or even forever. Only God knows.

I will wait for you. Will you?

[WhenNobody'sHome]

You gave him that shirt; He smiled with exuberant hope,

Mend his shirt you try, or just let it on hold,

Because I think you need time; to mend again his cloth,

Please don’t give in or even get cold.

 

He left you at home, to gave you some space,

But now you are leaving in such a daze,

Your stride is fast, it’s impossible to walk with,

But I’m sure he will try hard even though with scratch.

 

You open the door, and I keep asking you,

Please don’t leave now, without any cue,

Because he’ll be home soon and still hoping you,

To still be here so he can be with you…

 

Please stay, so he won’t get hurt,

When nobody’s home.