我的心

是那么的小。是，偶尔小气。
却也那么的大。压抑的不愉快都不露面。

我爱说话，我的心里本来就藏着许多秘密。快乐有时，说多也就为了分享。悲伤有时，从不随意发泄。会发火也是因满到了瓶颈。

反省，闭嘴，笑容。

被遗忘的自己

往前，再往前。

忘了反省，忘了思考。

不问个青红皂白，也不给任何机会。

难道自己的不愉快压抑不住，就发泄在他人吗？

无意的一句话成了一场争吵的导火线 - 无理

Disappointed.

I'm rather upset right now. Seriously. Don't blame me for your inadequate planning and role/manpower allocation.
I really wish I can plan something proper and show them I am not some incompetent guy who only knows how to flare up.
I WANT TO HELP BADLY but many a times I don't feel appreciated.
That's it for ranting.

片刻

握着的手，心是凉的。是愚蠢的挣扎，还是有情的执著。

命中注定

他和她。他们、你和我。

相遇的每一个人都是命中注定。

他们活在你世界里是因为你们今世已注定成为家人、夫妻、朋友、敌人。别抗拒。接受，放下或许走的愉快些。

生命的美

当富翁们都抢着买最漂亮的洋房，我们埋怨着屋价高涨，却忘记有人只指望有个地方住。

当富翁们走遍天涯海角，就为了品尝三珍海味，我们只期待下一次的大餐。却有人只希望三餐温饱。

当富翁们在等着做百万生意，我们只想要卖出保险配套等。却有人只期待有人能买他们的火柴。

看着手腕，手表不够名贵？

望着脚底，嫌鞋子不够时尚？

有些人却只想要一双健全的手脚。

生命的美，我们都拥有，却被自己的愚蠢而盲目。

别一直走，记得回首。

The Inner Animal

In the day, when the light shines bright on you, you're just an ordinary boy.

As darkness shrouds and devours the glimmering clouds, you become yourself.

The Inner Animal starts to get the better of you. You start to go crazy, hysteric. I would say, you start to behave like a person. Everyone of us is mental, from the quiet introvert in your class to the outspoken retard next class. But, are you crazier?

The Inner Animal wants to speak. Suppressed feelings no more, not when it reaches a bottle neck and the bottle just gives way. You scream in agony, frustration, thinking it is the best way to let off steam. You're just being yourself.

Every other day, you're an actor. A masquerade parade, in a zoo.

知足 - 之“视”界

金黄色的阳光透过窗口，洒在沉睡的男孩儿。

从不偷懒的闹钟却将男孩给震醒。男孩儿伸了个懒腰，望出窗。

已是早晨了。

蔚蓝的天空中飘着几朵雪白的棉花。男孩儿却闻到了空气中的甜与清凉。

放眼望去，一片一望无际的大海进入眼帘。

浪花轻轻地拍打着沙滩，海鸥却在上空自在地翱翔。男孩儿却听到了海鸥的快乐，听到了浪花连续拍打着沙滩所弹出的悦耳的交响曲。

这一天是多么的美好啊！

呀！一道五颜六色的彩虹出现在男孩儿的面前。那彩虹的颜色是多么的鲜艳、多彩。

男孩儿的彩虹却住在他记忆里。

对男孩而言，他的世界依然多姿多彩，只少了他人所看得到的颜色。

残酷的生命在男孩的眼前遮住了帘，久久不肯掀开。

戏如人生

身边的一切都陌生了。

无知又无辜的孩儿们长大了，已不再会有一双手牵着他们走。

从温室坠入现实、一时茫然失措。

想找依靠，却不知何处、想找援助，却不知何方。

一双小又温暖的手伸展到面前。

啊，牢牢地抓住那双手，心里渐渐散发一丝暖意。

那不是亲情、也不是友情。

一种前所未有的幸福为黑暗的世界添了些五颜六色。

漆色却经不起时间的考验。

幸福总是短暂的。

渴望着牵的那双手遥不可及，失去的那双手也得来不易。

后悔也来不及了。

人

生

如

戏。

it's ok. it's alright.

i'll find my way out.

it's practically meaningless for me to stay on.

the other pastures look so much greener and enticing.

i should just go ahead.

don't shackle yourself in regrets.

It's pouring.

The night before, we were rushing all the work together. The next day, all the work meant nothing. It's too cruel. I still can't accept the fact, but I know I'll have to. It's a nightmare. Give me one tight slap and wake me up. This must be a dream, a very bad one.

No. It didn't work.

This feels so surreal. Every footstep felt so heavy. Every raindrop seems to hit me so hard, it's shattering me within. I couldn't have felt worst.

Rewind, alter the tape, press play.