Ages ago!!!

Sometimes does the age of a person indicates how mature should he or she be..

Why can't age just show's how much time past while we were doing as what a child would..

Why must it indicate that the increasing number is reflective to the maturity of a person..

Why doesn't anyone understand.. 

I was never born to be mature as i aged..

It carries a lots of burden and responsibility just by going according to the unrealistic equation..

One Shall never be compared of their maturity solely based on their age..

Maturity doesn't reflect on how you do things or act in front of people..

It's Basically how you co-respond with the surrounding we encounter..

To know when's the time to act like one and when's the time to leave it aside and be yourself..

Things that gotta go really need to go one day!!!

In life.. There many things that made memories that are to be cherished..
Yet there nothing which never fails to lead to a broken heart or rather sadness..
Some may have chose to avoid it..
thinking everything will turn right..
and yet there are those whom try facing it..
But nevertheless..
I was one of those whom avoid from facing those sadness..
knowing that it hurts more than facing it..
I was afraid that things will go haywire..
avoiding it just seems like leaving something stagnant..
something as eternal as you were..
yet I finally saw through myself..
It wasn't you i'm avoiding..
It was you i was hoping to see in my near future..
Regardless of how things may seemed to be..
I always knew everything carries happiness yet sadness..
It's just the way i adapt with..
and now it's decided..
I guess even shoe can tell stories by the look of it..
i had worn many shoes..
and yet many worn out..
but they never fail to walk with me..
and to bring memories to be cherish..
and now it's worn out..
and sooner or later i gotta go for the new shoes..
and I had.........

Memories may be created..
Yet they never seems to be forgotten..
As one's heart always remember..
The memoir of you and I...
Is the end of the last chapter..
But the beginning of a new story..
A story which is yet to be told of..

Puppet along the Dark Stage..

Sometimes I tend to lay down on the sofa all day long..
Thinking What could have happen If i Did this instead of that..
Maybe Things would not Turn out this way..
Maybe It will turn out my way..
Thats What i used to Think back in those days..
It just seems to me that Every Question Seems to lead to Only two options..
This Way or The other way..
I just hope One day there's a third option to go with..
If only i could just care less about making options and just leave things as they were..
But it will never happen as every time i try in not making options,
It ended up with others deciding it for me.. I just felt like a puppet..
Strolling on the stage.. Pulling up acts by the stretch of strings..
Maneuvered by the others which seems to forget that they were to a Puppet...
But just when things seems to lead to the path of darkness...
There was light shone downwards..
Demanding for attention..
to be brace upon its warm light..
To know That even if there's darkness..
Light will always shine through it no matter how small it may seems..
Where there's light there always darkness and so does the opposite..

Tomomi Ogawa

Omg.. I guess she's just to good to be True.. Just Imagine there's a duplicate of her in Malaysia..

I'll Die without regret.. maybe i'll stalk her for her number first..

SHe One of a kind..

\( o.o)/