Although I don’t know if many of you still read this blog. I just wanted to thank you for reading this blog. Been so busy I’ve not looked at this blog for over 2 years. One day I will come back and write regularly again. Wait for me! :p
I’ll be back…
I wish for a wish,
Maybe even a million wishes.
I wish to stop and stare,
And enjoy the view of life as it slowly passes.
I wish I would not be judged,
By the people who expect too much.
I wish I could be myself,
And not let feelings of fear control me.
I wish I could make them understand,
That it’s not that easy to be me.
I wish they would listen once in a while,
That I can’t take it anymore.
I wish I didn’t have to keep moving fast,
And just lie down and stare at the sky.
I wish the world would be colorless,
And everyone would see each other equally.
I wish the rain was not polluted by smoke,
So that the poor and abandon can drink.
I wish for so many things,
But not one of these wishes can come true.
That’s all I want.
Written by Andrea Yong
I can walk through thunderstorm and rain,
I can dance and play in the dark.
I’m big enough to ride the bike without its third wheel,
And swim without the help of floats.
I can take care of myself,
I can light a match without mom’s arm guiding me.
I can babysit a kid as young as one,
I’m big enough to walk on my own.
With tiny steps I took last time,
I can now boldly say I can jump, leap and fly high.
I can dive under the sea without a push from dad,
And I can pay for my own meal without help from you.
I can do somersaults and back flips with just instructions,
And I can buy a ticket for a plane ticket to the States.
Whatever it is I know I can do it now,
I’m big enough to try different things.
So Angie, it’s okay to leave me now,
I’m going to be independent.
I can take care of myself now,
And I will not let you down.
With the things you thought me,
And the things you bought.
I’m firm and can stand strong,
I can read, write and sing.
Thank you for all your guidance,
Your help and providence.
I will not let your knowledge go to waste,
And I will put it to good use.
This time, I can walk on my own.
P.S: We’ll still be sisters, so it don’t matter how far you go…
If only life was a dream,
Then I could live through the pain.
If only time was changeable,
Then I could turn back time to when we first met.
If only there were no such thing as feelings,
Then I would not have to cry so much like this.
If only hearts won’t be broken,
Then I could stand all the heartbreak.
If only love was meant for you and me,
Then I could live happily with you like a fairy tale.
If only you could read my mind,
Then I wouldn’t need to lie about how I feel about you.
If only my words would reach you,
Then I could smile knowing you know the truth.
If only I could stop loving you,
Then I could move on without looking back to you.
If only we never met…
- Andrea Yong -
The first day I looked at you,
I felt stranded and trapped.
No way out of this wall I built,
There was no solution to this problem.
The rain I walk through when you’re around,
Is more like a drizzle than a storm.
But when you leave me I feel confined,
With no way out of the maze.
Monday, I fell in love with you,
Tuesday, I told you I liked you.
Wednesday, said I love you and Thursday, I need you,
Now, I’m feeling like an idiot for having loving you.
The road we walked when we loved,
Is a road I promised never to walk again.
But even then, your attitude never changed,
You even sang me a song.
I felt suffocated and choked up,
I tried finding help or at least an answer.
But there was no reasoning,
And I could do nothing but fall for you again.
Monday, I fell in love with you again,
Tuesday, I told you how much I still like you.
Wednesday, said I still love you and Thursday I need you,
Now, I’m thankful I’m still in love with you.
As I walked down the narrow aisle,
I sneak a quick glance at you.
You look at me with eyes bright,
And I’m still thankful that you said, ‘I do’.
- Andrea Yong -
The heavy pitter-patter of the rain,
It’s all she tries to hear.
Unfortunately, she doesn’t succeed,
Because of the loud screams accompanied by crashing thunder.
She covers her ears and cries,
Hugging her legs, she shakes with fear.
The crashing thunder scares her,
But the breaking of glasses below even more.
Every night she hides under her blankets,
Her tears not running dry.
Everyday her friends tell her how lucky she is,
To have a family that’s picture perfect.
She pretends to be okay,
Even though she’s still a child inside.
But every night the screams become more frequent,
And the loud thunder comes crashing down.
She prays everyday,
But she knows it too well.
Her life will never change,
It’s always been the same.
That’s why she always felt,
That even in sunshine,
She has never-ending rain.
~ Andrea Yong ~