There's something I sure most people will not know about me. My parents raised me up with flesh and blood, to be good, to be able to help people around me as I grow. Thats the teaching from my parents I appreciate, teachings I want to take with me wherever I go. I love playing Mr. Nice, Mr. Okie-for-everything. But I'm only human. Ask Superman and he'll tell you how much he loves saving the world, but even the hero needs his break and off days. I cant help to believe, the usual headaches are always caused by people I love. Its always a feeling of being taken for a ride, ride to nowhere. I'm glad to give up everything I have just to make the ones closed to me happy. But I call for an appreciation. Is it very difficult? How about we switch roles. I wonder, wonder. I can almost get you anything you want, but if you ask for the stars, I'm sorry, I'll only waste this flesh for my parents. If I have done well, please respect my parents cos I'm their work of an art. Please slow down your pace cos you people are not the only ones in my world. I'm vEn. Not Clark Kent.
Please, my plea, I need space to learn how to give you a wider smile.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
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3 comments:
brudder.. i hoep i can be a listening ear or something man.
thanks bro....its okie, i'll cya tmr for soci....ur pressence is all that i need....
kudox to you!
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