The Scientist

Memories 

are shards of glass

you keep inside your heart.

Souvenirs of

time that passed by;

making your heart bleed 

everytime you pull

a single piece out.

It hurts -

but still you do it 

once in  a while -

just to reminisce

how it felt before.

Tell me your secrets

and ask me your questions

Oh let's go back to the start...

Nobody said it was easy

It's such a shame for us to part

Nobody said it was easy

No one ever said it would be this hard

Oh take me back to the start...

Only Hope

Sometimes I wonder 

what do you see

when you look at me?

Do you notice the 

quivering in my chin

as I try to keep this

practiced smile on my face?

Or how my fingers twist

into knots as I try

to will away the anxiety

residing in  my veins?

I tried to hide these scars,

these vulnerable spots

where I tried to glue

the pieces of me back together.

But I have a feeling

that you can see

right through it all.

Does it make you want

to turn around and 

move on to the opposite

direction?

It's alright.

I wouldn't mind.

Because when I look at you,

it feels like watching

the sun rise from the 

darkest depths of dawn.

Technicolor Dreaming

Is it foolish of me to think
that I could truly escape reality
when I wander in my sleep?
Why does it seem like as if
the only way I can learn how to believe
is when I play make-believe?
How do I face the real world
if the hand that guides me
can only be found in my dreams?

When I Find You, I'll Find Me

Dazed and confused,
spinning around in circles
as the world turns
upside down.
Hands sweating,
trying to get a 
hold on things
that are slipping away.
I am lost.
But it's the only way
that I know how
to find my way to you.

Youth

Run with me
through the busy streets,
with your hands clasped 
around mine.
Let's hop onto
the first train
that stops in front of us,
without a care as to
where it's going.
I'll see the world
in a whole new light,
like a newborn babe,
through your eyes.

My youth, my youth is yours

tripping on stars sipping waterfalls.

My youth, my youth is yours

runaway now and forevermore

My youth, my youth is yours

the truth so loud you can't ignore.

My youth, my youth, my youth is yours.

Soak, Spin and Dry

Things to do to get through life
according to the washing machine:
Dirty clothes
muddled with mud;
submerge in warm water
bubbling with soapsuds.
Give it a healthy spin
and wring till the
sucker runs dry.
Drape on the clothesline
and just soak in the sun.

Adventure of a Lifetime

To hear you laugh
and watch your eyes crinkle/
your lips curving into its
mischievous smile;
is enough to make my heart
beat so hard till it makes its way
out of my chest,
and land quivering in your hands.

Thunder

Standing alone in the desert,
I could feel the static
crackling in the air;
sending goosebumps
right through across my skin,
as the sound of thunder
rattled from afar.
There's nothing to see
but miles and miles
of sand,
and the sudden flashes 
of light through
the dark overcast sky.
Feet rooted deep into 
the sand,
I watched as the lighting
moved closer and closer
to where I stood.
Courage or stupidity,
I don't know which was it
that caused me to stand my ground.
All I knew was
I wanted to be mesmerized.
So when lightining struck
the ground on my feet,
I got my wish.
As I saw the most magnificent thing
coming to life
right in front of me.

***It's kinda funny how one memory leads you to the next even if they're not really related to each other. Like how when I heard this song suddenly playing on the radio this morning on my way to work, then I thought of lighting and how I was once afraid of it, then I remembered the movie Sweet Home Alabama because of the fulgurite that I first heard of in the movie. ;)

Treehouse

When you tire of 
roaming the world
as you seek for adventure
in each of its 
nooks and crannies;
you'll find me here
up on my tree,
swaying my feet
against the wind,
as I wait for your
shadow to
fill this space
beside me.

***Born out of my frustration in living out my childhood dream of living in a treehouse. :P