Sunday, 12 April 2009

It happens sometimes ...

when the night comes down my window
the fear in my heart grows wider
tonight I am defected
I lost my reason to deal with my internal devil
helplessness and emptiness attact me in the dark
i hurt so badly
i am dumped in an universe surounded by nothing
i am a baby who can just cry

我是一個逃兵

無疑
我不是一個勇者
在沙士的時候我逃離香港
在海嘯的年份我又準備逃亡
走似乎是面對困難的上計
然而,可以留下的又怎會選擇走
可成勇者的,誰又願做千夫所指的逃兵
更何況,逃也可以為了那遙遠理想

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

You don't have to believe it

because it is a fact already
you will see more
they lay right there in front of you
you will hear more
they will play right at your back

but you won't see me anymore
until you truely realize it is a fact not a fiction