Monday, September 20, 2004
The Feeling
I dont know what to say
I dont how to explain
This feeling inside me
A warm and fuzzy me
Its timing is always predictable
Like the sun sets and the moon rise
Everytime I see her
It hits me hard
Harder than the smell of my friend's fart
In a way its subtle and yet so strong
Like a spanish guitar playing a song
Her smile is so warm
Her face so perfect
Yet there is more to her than just all that
Desperately at times i try to forget
But how can I?
God knows why Im like this now
Maybe because Im 19
Or Im just like this
I cant deny this feeling
This weird uncertain creep
My heart wants to follow it
But my head wants to ditch it
Bah! Im confuse, lost and uncertain
What am I to do?
It like those coffee stains on your shirt
Not really there but outlines can be seen
Why is it always me?
Why must I be tormented by such such things
There is soo much stuff I want to do
But it seems so wrong to say it to you
Im happy that I known you
And for that I thank you
I guess this is my blessing and my undoing
But by God, I wont quit
Have my words, It wont be an easy feat
By yours trully, Firdaus...
this isnt really a poem but it could be if you want it to be.. i just typed this out because its just me to do this kind of things..no suprise eh? yeah Firdaus Firdaus...what is happening to you? lol i dont know man, i really dont know..at least i pen it down and its not kept inside me till i die...i would die a sad man if that is the case.. *choy* maybe its time for me to sleep =) sleeping soundly hahahaha yeah i really need to sleep...so tired, so tired zzzzzzzzz
good night to all reading this..you can shoot me with questions if you see me online or in person..adios amigos!
smoke on the water.
2:29 PM
