Tuesday, 15 June 2010

UGLY

(* Disclaimer: I know I am PMS-ing as I write this. Some of this I feel. Some of this I am past. Some of it usually doesn't bother me too often any more; But oh well, it's a post thus, nevertheless. The song was a timely share from my sister that I chose to add here)

 


''You can Do It, come on!''
I am tired of that song
I have sung it for so long

''I will Be There, I will!''

Almost thirty in a few
Not even near it yet still
 

''I can Do It, without any help!''
It's been a constant case of
Blatantly, me defying myself.



Rotund is how I feel on the outside; Ugly for the world to see.
Full of heart and so much to give on the inside; Useless in this world of peeps.
Health to maintain is a struggle of mine; Contentment is what this heart pines.
Hereafter I so desperately seek; 

For an unbiased reflection of who or how my soul is supposed to be defined.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love you

- Nammo just wanted to comment didnt want to make an id for it

Hayaah said...

I love you too .O_O.

Appreciate the comment my naanday

Maria said...

I know it's d blues.so wat I say might not help.but still ur one of the most coolest,wittiest n original ppl I know.

Hayaah said...

Soul sisters exist out there in plenty.
U're from my fond bunch of few, sweets!

*hugs*

Having been thankful for the blessings of such as you, the soul still pines for a something something inexplicable just yet...

*sigh*