Originally posted by archdoinky:
ironic how it takes the storm to conjure up a rain,
and take that rain with droplets of water to shine the sun again.
funny how it takes so much hurt to find yourself in love.
that white is the symbol of death, yet the color of a dove.
why does it take so much of a lie to even tell the truth
coz sometimes what's false can be a comfort or used to soothe.
that happiness is a frugality and sadness is a joy,
the world waits for the moment for a girl to love a boy.
a friend could be your greatest enemy, a foe your charm of luck
and foe and friend when mixed in part, well, it kinda sucks.
it takes the night to makes us appreciate what we see in the day
why do the autumn buds in Shakespeare bloom but onli in may?
when you see a smile, be careful, it may be a pretence,
coz what you see isn't what you get, in any form of tense.
to take a hand and guide its place to a journey so far away
yet its that hand that tugs and pull my conscience leading me astray.
only with departure do one realise the value of a mate
and its only with departure do i realised that no one can trust fate.
so believe me when i say the at times you make me sigh,
coz you just take the whole of 'good' out of goodbye.
Yup, never just looks at thing by its surface.
Friend may be foe and foe may be friend.
A smile may be a dagger,
that will cause your end.
