sigh

Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it's not because they enjoy solitude.

It's because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

*sigh*

Who you are - JJ

I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Why am I doing this to myself?
Losing my mind on a tiny error
I nearly left the real me on the shelf
No, no, no, no, no

Don't lose it all in the blur of the stars
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing
It's okay not to be okay
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart

Tears don't mean you're losing
Everybody's bruising
Just be true to who you are

Who you are, who you are, who you are
Who you are, who you are, who you are
Who you are, who you are, who you are

Brushing my hair, do I look perfect?
I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah
The more I try the less it's working, yeah, yeah, yeah
'Cause everything inside me screams
No, no, no, no, no
Don't lose it all in the blur of the stars
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing
It's okay not to be okay
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart

But tears don't mean you're losing
Everybody's bruising
There's nothing wrong with who you are

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows like boom
Just go and leave me alone
Real talk, real life, good luck, good night
With a smile, that's my home, that's my home, no
No, no, no, no, no

Don't lose it all in the blur of the stars
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing
It's okay not to be okay
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart

Tears don't mean you're losing
Everybody's bruising
Just be true to who you are
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Saying nothing...sometimes says the most

Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.There are times when silence has the loudest voice...

I never set standards for my friends. They are who they are. I dun expect them to be like me. They are who they are and I am who I am. When you happen to meet a friend who shares your ups and downs, thru good and bad then you're considered lucky. I think it is easy being a friend (for me at least) because all you have to do is be yourself.

Recently I learned a lesson. Being close friends all I expected was a friend to whom I can pour my heart to. Someone who will hear me out. Well, foolish of me to think so...  Work is work, friend is friend ! Well...like I said...I learned my lesson. One day you think you found a person who knows you so well, and the next you get snapped.. and I realize there always exist that thin line. Words hurt more than anything else can, because they last, sometimes forever...Even if I try, I don't think I can ever share or be the person I used be.

Me being me...I have this bad habit. When smthg hurts me, I resolve into being silent in my own world. Even now, I think it is best I live in a world of my own. I don't blame anyone...I am sorry if this hurts them. It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not..

it is true...saying nothing...sometimes says the most :)