StillMorphing, IntoWhat, IHaveNoIdea.

Saturday, October 21, 2006

While you stare at that blank space, thinking about what you should do to your messed up life, you just hope that someone would be there for you. for you to whine, bite, trash, scream, and to depend on. yet people today are never satisfied with what is there for them, always hoping for someone else, the fairytale that you were dreaming for. but well, reality has obviously shown you that, it was afterall, never a fairytale to begin with.

ponder upon the miracle that you were hoping for, if it was really going to happen someday. wonder if he knows that he is that miracle you have been dreaming of. then think again, is he really that miracle you have been searching for.

reality whispers that it begs to differ.

it only tells me that a miracle is only a miracle. For the very fact that miracles don't happen in life. what might seem to be a miracle to everyone else, was simply a possibility for something to turn for the better, that we didn't notice. yet after looking at this from all perspectives, my verdict would only be that even the slightest possibility for this to turn for the better doesn't exist at all.

if your miracle is the age of one of your best butt's brother,
if your miracle is so much less of your ideal miracle,
if your miracle is not the miracle that you thought he was,

will he still be that miracle?

this is damn random. sorry guys.

Charmaine.@4:16 PM
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