I've heard many things lately.
Read up on many things lately.
Done many things lately.
Still, i don't know enough.

Insecurity dwells.
We have a cover of false confidence, but how long can it hold up?
After a long ride of trying things out, we feel that it's time for serious stuffs.
But it's never the time, because there's no such thing as perfect circumstance for anything.
We tread wearily and scaredyly each day, not knowing how things will turn out.
Good things happen, we try to prolong the moment, but no matter what, time will push us on.
Bad stuffs happen and we try to speed up time, but time slows us down and mocks us.
Well, we all need to take chances, and chances are given not by men/ourselves, but by time.
God made time, and time is God i guess, since beginnings and all, are creations by God.

Peculiar events.
We seek the unattainable, yearn and wish and pray and want it bad.
We ignore the attained, there's no challenge, nothing much to look forward to.
That's nature, that's human.


Make me weep.
The warmth of weeping i seek.
Make me sleep.
Dreams give advice that's of good heed.
Make me smell.
I know your smell and i know it too well.
Make we dwell.
In your embrace, away from this hell.
I'll make you see.
That the world's a sailing journey on a calm sea.
I'll make you like.
The world of ours, from left to right.
I'll make you trust.
In this world of ours deep below its crust.
I'll make you sing.
Songs of joy, love, faith and hope, that the birds bring.