keep your filthy lies off my ground.

YOU HAD ME.

there were times when we took the liberty
and believed in whatever that comes our way.
a point in time when we don't question about

what is and is not, because all that matters
was that we are on our way. we braved
through the fire, emerge strong. no doubts

no worries, just you and me.

THE TIMES WHEN WE REMEMBERED VIVIDLY.

complacency, we all sin
but how many times we see

our lives, they pass us by.
so painful, yet powerless to contain

these moments that leave us
empty inside.

sometimes, we wish we can
turn back, these lost times

but how many times can we
wrong ourselves?

it is now, maybe never
we own ourselves.

but after we owned,
then who

who do we belong to?

POCKETFUL OF SUNSHINE



i got a pocket, got a pocketful of sunshine. do what you want, but you're never gonna break me. the sun is on my side. i smile up to the sky. i know i'll be all right.

CHANGE



invariably has been what people get used to.

people get scared when there's changes, because they love their comfort zones. but maybe we ought to give change a chance to prove, it is more than a double-edge sword. maybe. change can bring us further,

nearer to our dreams.