Nostalgia: The Key

These poems are compositions I wrote since high school. Mostly are from my own experience. To tell you something about myself, I treat poems and songs as vents to my pent up emotions. It may be extremely corny to you for you may think it's really funny how I do a melodramatic poem while in a heartbroken state, but rest assured that not only you think that, for I freak myself out sometimes. Especially at times when my cheeks are tear-streaked and I go on writing sulkily. Be amused, or laugh if you want... believe me, I've done my part in laughing at myself (Of course, only after I've gotten over the experience I'm writing about. Ain't that delusional yet). But whatever your initial reaction may be, feel free to browse within the boundaries of my personal creations. Criticize, compliment, do as you may. This is a part of my past... the foundation of who I am now. A window to who I was, before I became ME.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Key

THE KEY

When you first came, I never knew
That my life would be changed... changed by you
'Cause when you found me, I was down and low
Afraid to wake up, scared of tomorrow

But even though I was broken inside
You still chose to enter, and searched where I hide
Then you broke the wall that I built so high
And set me free... you made me fly

You freed me from the chains that bound my heart
So now it's you who holds its biggest part
In you I found this kind of love
That's so clear as the sky above

I have been broken, yes, you know
SO even if my weakness shall sometimes show
I hope I'd be forgiven, and you'd still stay with me
'Cause for you I'll try to change, just wait and see

So please never leave me, "I love you", this is true
My name is pink... with you, I'm never blue
'Cause you hold the key that keeps my smile
And my time spent with you will always be worthwhile.

08/20/08
4:30AM