hmmm.
watched initial D today.
got my adrenaline rushing with the drifting and speeding of cars.
i think im fast becoming a sensation junkie.
give me my endorphins, my happy pills, intoxicate me with these seeming happy moments. let those thoughts at the back of my head, stay where they are.
restrain them with happy hormones.
here i am, do you see me in your rearview mirror, fragmenting into pieces outside your window where you see right past me into that swirling crowd.
but dont ask, please. if only, for one moment, one moment that i can say im leaving you behind in my memories where your imprint belongs.
and oh, the beauty of some chinese lyrics, and english too of cos. but.
never verbose, like the english translations, where each choice of word is so loaded with meaning, with imagery. compact messages and meanings without waxing lyrical or lachrymose.
and thank you shuuy, very much.
how apt edmund puts it, that a single friend can change the whole perspective of things, sometimes.
how that person can just brighten up your day; never say that its not of any importance when you're not at the receiving end. feed your soul, buoy someone else's.
its july. and im feeling that its not enough, 2 years is not enough for all the interwoven threads, connections made. and here as i sing, i am sixteen going on seventeen, and the best years of life is about to leave me. how glorious it was, being fifteen/sixteen. no longer allowances in clogged up minds, for carefree unconforming behaviour. i want to be forever fifteen/sixteen, i want to keep this elusive contented sense of being that wriggles out of my grip. i want to, oh how i want to.
and the world laughs at me, my once-beliefs and uncaring of its watch over me.
maybe, sometimes we need to tell ourselves, to believe that its never too late to change certain things. if it were just to make us feel better. but seldom do people stop, even to peer down that road less travelled. and my soul laughed, all excited and challenged me to take that rocky bumpy path overshrewn with wild lilacs.
watched initial D today.
got my adrenaline rushing with the drifting and speeding of cars.
i think im fast becoming a sensation junkie.
give me my endorphins, my happy pills, intoxicate me with these seeming happy moments. let those thoughts at the back of my head, stay where they are.
restrain them with happy hormones.
here i am, do you see me in your rearview mirror, fragmenting into pieces outside your window where you see right past me into that swirling crowd.
but dont ask, please. if only, for one moment, one moment that i can say im leaving you behind in my memories where your imprint belongs.
and oh, the beauty of some chinese lyrics, and english too of cos. but.
never verbose, like the english translations, where each choice of word is so loaded with meaning, with imagery. compact messages and meanings without waxing lyrical or lachrymose.
and thank you shuuy, very much.
how apt edmund puts it, that a single friend can change the whole perspective of things, sometimes.
how that person can just brighten up your day; never say that its not of any importance when you're not at the receiving end. feed your soul, buoy someone else's.
its july. and im feeling that its not enough, 2 years is not enough for all the interwoven threads, connections made. and here as i sing, i am sixteen going on seventeen, and the best years of life is about to leave me. how glorious it was, being fifteen/sixteen. no longer allowances in clogged up minds, for carefree unconforming behaviour. i want to be forever fifteen/sixteen, i want to keep this elusive contented sense of being that wriggles out of my grip. i want to, oh how i want to.
and the world laughs at me, my once-beliefs and uncaring of its watch over me.
maybe, sometimes we need to tell ourselves, to believe that its never too late to change certain things. if it were just to make us feel better. but seldom do people stop, even to peer down that road less travelled. and my soul laughed, all excited and challenged me to take that rocky bumpy path overshrewn with wild lilacs.
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