All of her for you

just something i felt like typing after watching 10 promises to my dog. A touching story that indeed recommended to all... dog and cat lovers^^

-All of her for you-
She will only love you,
She will only listen to you,
She craves your attention,
'cause YOU are the only one she has.

patiently,
waiting for you to come home,
obediently,
always answering your call,
loyally,
staying there for you,
playfully,
active whenever you're there,
lovingly,
caring for your every need.
SHE is the best friend everyone needs.

However neglected,
her loyalty is still expected,
her love is always protected,
as it's all what she intended,
however harsh we acted,
being with us is something she never regretted.

To return her love is all you need,
to return her care and every need,
do the deed just as she did,
be with her until the day she die,
believe me,
she'll never lie...

stuff i've edited recently... (out of sheer boredom)

why are we killing ourselves?

Would you stay and see what will become of me?
see my soul vanish into the vast abyss,
see me drown into the sea of despair,
a young girl hiding,
desperate for air.

"Save me, please",
she cries,
useless,
until the day she dies,
not a person cares,
not a mind knows,
would she surrender?
not even she knows.

Her name,
unknown,
her feelings,
not shown,
her face,
well hidden,
her words,
not written,
herself,
RUBBISH


Her very existence,
compared to rubbish,
brutal people,
ignorant fools,
the true rubbish,
other than being destructive,
what have they accomplish?

STOP IT!!
Cant anyone see?
see what has become of us,
see what we've brought on us,
"so what?" you say,
"every one has to die someday",
"we cant save the world so lets just play",
True idiots I must say,
ruining everyone's day,
beings of mass destruction,
blaming everything else for their actions

Cant you anymore hear,
the voice of reason?
cant you anymore feel,
the flow of justice?
where's the MEANING to our existence?
whats the use of being alive?
burn, that's all we do,
drown, that's what we enjoy,
slaughter, suffocate, shoot,
WHY ARE WE KILLING OURSELVES??

this brings us to our end,
this brings us back to NOTHING.

A White Piece of Paper...

just a random thought about the uptight parents and also the people who don't really care about the children...

-a white piece of paper-
A child is like a piece of white paper,
pure, clean, empty and innocent,
it's up to us to paint the picture onto that piece of paper,
to paint it nicely for all to admire,
but somehow,
people end up overdoing it,
painting over and over,
filling every single available space,
adding the pressure,
until the paper finally rips,
a little at first,
slowly getting bigger,
slowly, slowly, slowly....
until it rips apart completely,
is it only then that people realize the damage they cause?

Children are innocent creatures,
unable to protect themselves,
unable to continue on living alone,
fragile dependent beings,
what makes you think they can take all your crap?

cut them some slack,
show them the meaning of love,
don't push them over the edge,
don't over paint the picture,
care for them,
you gave them life,
part of their blood is practically yours,
make saving their lives as your cause.

they're children,
don't let them cry,
save them from hunger,
show them the true meaning of love,
and teach them to love.

peeling onions?

This is a parody of the old song 'sad movies', made specially in memory of today and any other day that i had or have to peel onions.

-PEELING ONIONS-
peeelllling onionsss,
alwaysss make me cry~

momma wants to make sambal
so she ask me,
"eh-min-ah, can you peel some onions for me?"
and 'cause she's my mom i cannot just say no,
but in my mind i wish i could run n go.

while peeling i was surfing on youtube,
'cause i stink n i dun want to spoil my books,
while peeling the third onion i almost died,
'cause while watching nigahiga i started to cry.

oh, oh, owh,
peeelllling onionsss,
alwaysss make me cry~
oh, oh, owh,
peeelllling onionsss,
alwaysss make me cry~

after half-an-hour i was nearly done,
and then suddenly something came into my mind,
and so i logged on to my blog online,
and typed this stupid song that crossed my mind.

oh, oh, owh,
peeelllling onionsss,
alwaysss make me cry~

peeling onions,
make me cry~

a song bout CHEESE!!

lol... just feeling tired but hyper in d same time, so i wrote (no, not another boring poem...) a SONG!!~ bout CHEESE!!~ woohoo!!~ (nothing but normal random madness ere)

+ A song bout CHEESE +
just say,
say that you want,
say that you love,
cheese!!~^^

it's really good,
it's FULL of Cal-ci-um!!~

just say,
cheese is really good!!~
cheese just makes me hy~ per!!~
so please,
gimme cheese today!!~ XD

a crush...

How would it be,
if you were right beside me?
What would i do,
in the midst of confusion?
What can i say,
so you'll stay by me?

What do you think,
about me?
How do you feel,
when i say hello?
Is it just me,
or do I seem like a different person...
when I'm around you?

There's a particular feeling,
a queer feeling,
a sweet, warm feeling,
every time i see you smile,
the way you laugh,
it makes me rush,
i guess this is what they call,
a crush.