I'm holding a pen, hoping I can write something
Facing this paper tells me that I can write but only nothing.
Pen was once my bestfriend, but cellphone came and changed everything.
 
Pen, I am again holding you
I know, I can count on you
And in you, relief I can find
though it's not totally peace of mind.
 
I thank you for always being there
And for not leaving me like the other
Though, You I sometimes remember
You still let me know that you will always be there.
 
As I was too busy taking care for the other
I didn't notice that my own is bleeding.
As I was too busy fulfilling others,
I forgot that mine was left with nothing.

PERPLEX
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
I want to cry
I don't know why
Maybe I'm scared
To know the reason why
 
I don't want to retreat
coz it means I regret
But how can I forget
If I can't get out of it
 
Love is all they give
But trust is much I need
No one dares to give me hand
Coz no one tries to understand. 

newem