Turning back!!!
I was lost in the middle of wilderness. Walking all alone. Caring with an empty mind and with an empty heart. I started to recall of what had happen to in the past. Then a name of a friend captures my senses. A name that sounds unfamiliar. And then one day somebody hand me a letter. A story was created.
Last November 8, 2004, I received a letter from a person whom I haven’t talked once. That was very unusual to me somebody hand me a letter. I pause for a moment and looked at the letter that was given to me. When I turn it back I read the name of the sender. It puzzled me for a while…"oh! My God! I can’t believe it!" I put it in inside my pocket. Trying to ignore the letter. But I couldn’t stop my feeling to read it. It made me smile and wonder.
This is the reason why I wrote this piece. As far as the east meet the west. I won’t let anyone stop me. So here it goes…
I’m afraid that you’ll be waving your hands. If you know who is Jeany. You might turn your back. I don’t know. Honestly, every step I take, every time I’m far away home used to ask myself. "Why am I doing this?" "Why I have to wander and wonder about things?" Some questions are answered along the way. But some are shattered. I have to pick up the pieces for me to find them one by one. Along the way I’m tired of picking the pieces. So, I threw them all back to the place where I found them. I’m tired!!! As I listen to the song entitled "warrior is a child". Revive by Mr. Gary Valenciano. I cried!!! The lines are touching me. As the line goes:" people say that I’m amazing, I’m strong beyond my ears. But they don’t see inside of me I’m hiding all the tears. They don’t know that I come running home when I fall down. They don’t know, who picks me up when no I one is around. I drop my sword and cry just for a while. Coz deep inside this armor the warrior is a child."
I was lost in the middle of wilderness. Walking all alone. Caring with an empty mind and with an empty heart. I started to recall of what had happen to in the past. Then a name of a friend captures my senses. A name that sounds unfamiliar. And then one day somebody hand me a letter. A story was created.
Last November 8, 2004, I received a letter from a person whom I haven’t talked once. That was very unusual to me somebody hand me a letter. I pause for a moment and looked at the letter that was given to me. When I turn it back I read the name of the sender. It puzzled me for a while…"oh! My God! I can’t believe it!" I put it in inside my pocket. Trying to ignore the letter. But I couldn’t stop my feeling to read it. It made me smile and wonder.
This is the reason why I wrote this piece. As far as the east meet the west. I won’t let anyone stop me. So here it goes…
I’m afraid that you’ll be waving your hands. If you know who is Jeany. You might turn your back. I don’t know. Honestly, every step I take, every time I’m far away home used to ask myself. "Why am I doing this?" "Why I have to wander and wonder about things?" Some questions are answered along the way. But some are shattered. I have to pick up the pieces for me to find them one by one. Along the way I’m tired of picking the pieces. So, I threw them all back to the place where I found them. I’m tired!!! As I listen to the song entitled "warrior is a child". Revive by Mr. Gary Valenciano. I cried!!! The lines are touching me. As the line goes:" people say that I’m amazing, I’m strong beyond my ears. But they don’t see inside of me I’m hiding all the tears. They don’t know that I come running home when I fall down. They don’t know, who picks me up when no I one is around. I drop my sword and cry just for a while. Coz deep inside this armor the warrior is a child."

1 Comments:
Dear jeany,
Life is a mystery.
have you ever wonder why?
Do you know why?
I don't want to define life anymore.
No more definitions.
You and your life.
Everything I say will be used against me.
I hope to see you again and your eyes will be sad, just how they always seem to be.
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