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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Wrong women..wrong crowd. All wrong. Seriously, r u blind?

Argghhh! Seriously this really test my patience.

I begin to question, what is wrong with me?

Am I speaking greek?

Or are you deaf?

Am I transparent?

Or are you blind?

Ive done my part.

And nothing s from u.

Zero.

Poor u. Cant even buy the standard. thats y all the wrong ones?

Gonna retreat back to my dwelling place. Away from u.

Cant bear to stand there but not to be seen at all.

Cant stand to see being surrounded by the wrong crowds.

But since u like it that way. Go ahead.

Not want to hear anything about u.

Not a bit.

Hmm.. Not gonna stop u.

Go ahead.

I dont beg. And I dont prohibit.

Fly, fly, fly, fly...

Wherever u want to be.

And I...

Will watch from far (weizy... U still care, dont u)

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