I need help.
That's all I can muster up...
Please help me...someone...
I don't like what's about to come out.
I can't stop it. I'm becoming the very thing I tried to prevent.
Oh God please help me. I don't know how much longer it will take.
To all who mean a lot to me, please try to understand. To the rest, it's nothing personal.
The hardest road is just around the corner.
If I withdraw, give me space. If I malfunction, give me time. If I implode, give me silence.
I have probably hurt some already. I'm sorry. I've probably disappointed some. I'm sorry.
I've probably offended some. I'm sorry.
My loneliness is my cup to bear. Please don't try to drink it for me.
My angels and demons are unleashing.
You there.
What brought this on? Who are you and what have you done with that boy?
Transitions.
Metamorphosis.
Chameleon.
Will a leopard ever become a cheetah?
Change. Try it. It will do you some good.
You would have been 16 today.
I miss you everyday. Everyday.....
At least it's one day closer to seeing you......
Happy Birthday.
Love,
Ko Ko
It's gonna come in song.
It's gonna burst forth in chorus.
Maybe not to some. But does that really matter anyway?
So to those who matter to me, you have inspired me to hold on to my dreams.
To those who do not matter to me........you get the idea. :)
To be updated again....til then...
falalalala...la...la...la..laaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Much has happened in the past nine months. In fact, nine months later, TWO babies appeared from heaven, SIX marriage proposals (which means there will be SIX weddings this year!), ONE new college mate from me church, ONE new guitar in the works, TEN more months before I graduate and THOUSANDS of ringgit to be "invested" this year (ngek ngek ngek).
The past nine months have been an emotional and physically tiring ride that caused me to be jaded. Jaded may not be an accurate term to describe how I feel but it's along those lines. I want to get it over and done with. I'm tired of being torn all the time. Already, it's hard to cope with the distance and frequent absence, the demands increase. The bar sets itself higher.
How on earth does one deal with this with good attitude when time is precious? It frustrates me to a point where I'd rather not care about the call of duty.
Oh well...
Only one year left. Gotta make it a good year. Been having too many bad years in my books. Don't understand why I keep finding myself on the wrong side of things. It appears that I'm not fitting that well into the mold. Hasn't that always been the case anyway? I am a misfit but at the same time a chameleon. Go figure.
I'M BACK!
-jon koo-
