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Monday, October 30, 2006

Currently Listening To:

Tracy Chapman's. OMG the songs are beatifully written and sung. Guess who lend the CD to me saying,"Farah, do you listen to Tracy Chapman? The songs are good you know". Owh, it's Mr Adam - again. I thought I am over him. Well I guess I am not. For the record, he is not whom I meant in the previous "I shall Cry" entry. Hope everyone is clear on that ya.
Did I not tell you? I went to his house yesterday. Haha. When I called and told him I was coming over, he was like, "why do you want to come to my house Farah?". I was like, "I don't know, I just feel like visiting you". Haha..me and my spontaneous act. Sometimes I am afraid that I will do something silly that I will regret- owhh, wait. Too late, been there done that. Stupid. Stupid.

Currently, I don't know what am I going to do with the situation anymore. I am not losing hope yet , and I am praying for the best. For all of us. If that means I have to go away or move out or whatever to make everyone happy, I am willing to. As long as the rest are happy. I miss their happy faces. I've always been afraid of my own emotions and how I will act when it's out of control. I can be a nuisance-big time. Everything is in jeopardy now-especially a beautiful friendship that I cherish the most. Thanks to me.

At time like this, when all that have left are loneliness, tears and wounded hearts; I wish and pray that I could turn back time. When these were never had happened, alas it's too late. I did what I did, being selfish, childish and stupid as I always am. I hurt every single one of you.
To my dear friends, I have nothing else to offer you but my most sincere apologies for causing all the hurt, pain, anger and frustration..please, forgive me. I beg you, please forgive me for what I've done. Please..


Let it Rain ~Tracy Chapman


Let it rain
As I walk these streets unknown
To no one named
Not even myself
When I'm low

Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

Let it go
No mother no father no home
Forget as all others
Have forgotten
When I'm alone

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Let it come
Love that lifts me up
Pain that brings me down
Everything I'd ever want and don't
When I'm not strong

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

Let it rain
Let it flood these streets and wash me away
To where it makes no difference who I am
Or what the future holds
When I don't know

But give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most
Give me hope
That help is coming
When I need it most

1 Comments:

Blogger Farah Y said...

Hi Farah! :)

Bloghopped from your FP and noticed that you linked us to yours. We appreciate it, many many thanks!

I do have a blog myself, sila²la datang kalau tak keberatan :D

Selamat Hari Raya to you.

3:59 PM  

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