Sunday, May 27, 2007
Y Never enough
sometimes, i feel 24 hours a day and 7 days a week is not enough.
5 out of 7 days, 9 hours out of 24 hours in each day, i'm slogging my ass to get paid. that makes up to 45 hours per week. as for the other 75 hours, i'm committed to some other stuffs. and for my saturdays and sundays, they are never enough to fulfil all my agendas.
i've so many to do, yet so little time. why?
there's so many things i want to do. and out of these wants, there's still alot of things which i need to do.
... it's good to be busy though. but definitely not good to always feel tired.
i'm really tired.
and also, 24 hours a day and 7 days a week is never enough for me to think about you.
sigh* i'm feeling so lost.
i miss you.
***
I was sitting on my doorstep,
I hung up the phone and it fell out of my hand,
But I knew I had to do it,
And he wouldn't understand,
So hard to see myself without him,
I felt a piece of my heart break,
But when you're standing at a crossroad,
There's a choice you gotta make.
I guess it's gonna have to hurt,
I guess I'm gonna have to cry,
And let go of some things I've loved,
To get to the other side,
I guess it's gonna break me down,
Like falling when you try to fly,
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life,
Starts with goodbye.
I know there's a blue horizon,
Somewhere up ahead, just waiting for me,
Getting there means leaving things behind,
Sometimes life's so bitter sweet.
I guess it's gonna have to hurt,
I guess I'm gonna have to cry,
And let go of some things I've loved,
To get to the other side,
I guess it's gonna break me down,
Like falling when you try to fly,
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life,
Starts with goodbye.
Time, time heals,
The wounds that you feel,
Somehow, right now.
I guess it's gonna have to hurt,
I guess I'm gonna have to cry,
And let go of some things I've loved,
To get to the other side,
I guess it's gonna break me down,
Like falling when you try to fly,
It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life,
Starts with goodbye,
I guess I'm gonna have to cry,
And let go of some things I've loved,
To get to the other side,
Starts with goodbye,
The only way you try to find,
Moving on with the rest of your life,
Starts with goodbye,
Na na na na na na na.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The Lady
Joanne; twenty-one; 16jan'87

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