really dreadful

you guys had been telling me oh how cold it is..

I saw the pictures of snow too

you guys occasionally think that is dreadful

I always think that is desirable

oh how i yearn for cold weather

wishing that i could wear the clothes

that are hibernating in the cupboards

hoping for that random day to shine

bloody hell, the brolly and short sleeves had too much attention.

necessary but not welcome

If i would/will leave this country, it is because of the bloody weather.

sigh

I felt this sudden adrenaline rush to be there

to spend this festive season

but yet again, I am held back

I m still here. why

who am I

oh..why am I so stubborn

why am I so calm

me...putting on an act?

I am good at that

but what role am I playing?

I am confused

what should the analogy be like? let me think..

Help, I m alive

i can't comprehend the feelings within me.

right now..

i hate being far

oh i had this rush

to be the pillar

that stops you from falling

oh i feel i have no limbs

i am a robot with real emotions

something which listens

like, thats all I can do right..

the rebel in me

is ready to defy

靠近

世界如此宽
距离总是让我们无法坦白
闭上眼睛总有一些面孔一些片段
浮在心上寂寞也如此宽
世界如此忙
忙得你和我都失去了判断
赢了所有失去最初的梦
最爱的人最好时光
一切不能重来
靠近你就在今晚
感受彼此心中温暖
能不能靠近我就在今晚
不要再让彼此遗憾在今晚

回到当初

我知我伤了你

伤了你的心

好像我做什么

都无法挽回

我已经深深陷入

后悔的沧海中

我不求挽救

只求你理我

让我们回到当初。

i'm sorry

I cried myself to sleep

Drowning in deep regret

wishing that we could

go back to the times we had

昨晚，你突然不在

我在寂寞中放空

对这电脑银幕

希望你会出现

我不应该期待，回到当初

因为是我错了

可是我还会等

只为了说 sorry.

sorry

只想说对不起

我伤了你的心

不要这样离去

我会等着你

不爽

不服气，因为很多事我不明白。

不服气，因为真的不可能吗？

不服气，因为有被利用的感觉，可是又好像我自愿的

不服气，因为我明明就不想说，说了又不开心。。

不服气，因为我放不下。。突然好像永远都不会。。真的。。

不爽不爽不爽不爽。。。

omg

i really can't comprehend what am I feeling..

is a mashed-up between positive and negative

happy because we are talking

but sad because is between the monitor and me.

so mixed, like we are near, but really, there's the distance.

when it rains, I can't be the umbrella that shelters you

when is cold, I can't lend you my jacket

when hungry, I can't bring food to you

when tired, I can't carry you

when weary emotionally, I can't lend you my shoulder

my heart is so willing.. to do everything

but it only makes me more helpless

really helpless..

I wanna say so much, but I feel I shouldn't say...

unspoken

some words can't be spoken

is tough, bottling it up

how much i wish