lazy days like these make me wish i read my book in an open space with clean air.i want to be so much MORE... than just this.
being in the mrt, or bus.. looking at people, makes me feel so defeated.everyone looks resigned to their dull predictable lives.i suddenly felt like i haven't been living for the past 14 years.with that, i felt this surge of courage to make my life,as meaningful & interesting as possible and stop being scared, whatever oppurtunities comes my way, seize it

anyways, i realise when it comes to books, i prefer those with the intricacies of the language. i marvel at the way pretty words are weaved together to beautify a certain scene/emotion/situation.

and music, one of the best remedies that could plummet me out of the boredom and lethargy of the flu bug i'm having.

what picture is this song painting,
i feel it being sad, encompassing everything in blue,
dark, sad and beautiful.

sometimes emotions are better expressed through music,
some things after all can't be explained by mere words.
emotions have no boundaries & words are finite,
it's as if words would taint that pure sound.

my lips were much too shy,the words about you they never rhymed.