Monday, March 03, 2008;
1:54 PM
I talk to absolutely no one
Couldn't keep to myself enough
And the things bottled inside
Have finally begun to create so much pressure
I heard the reverberating footsteps
Sinking up to the beating of my heart
And I was positive that unless
I got myself together
I would watch me fall apart
it wasnt a fantastic day today.
not a very good day in fact.
disappointment upon disappointment.
cg members, sister and father.
first time in my entire life i actually cried before service, during praise & worship, at boon lay mrt, in the bus, on the streets, in my dad's car, and just before i walked into hall one.
spent the entire morning crying.
kind words wont kill no, i promised myself i wouldnt complain.
i guess it hurts to be moulded, but it'll be worth it in the end.
thanks vic, you probably dont know how much you made me smile when you sent me that text.
I'm sorry for the person I became
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change
I'm ready to make sure I never become that way again
Cause who I am hates who I've been
Who I am hates who I've been
dont you wish sometimes you just want to run to the secret place with Jesus alone by your side?
and just talking, catching up with him, telling him your troubles, getting to know him?
to cry everything out to Him in a green meadow with the wind blowing?
with no one there to yell or give you a call on the cell phone?
just hours of talking, and talking, and talking.
it'll be bliss.
pure bliss.
xoxo, k.
