Nikkocholo

I went down on this basement of mine...I can't believe it. Infront of me, stares a lot of things long forgotten. Realms, hopes, ideas, thoughts and more likely presence of everything that's left behind. A "have you ever wonder" thing pops up in my head. Aching, shivering like a hopeless body in pain, waiting and wanting to explode. It needs to be expose in the open. I can feel it pumping in my inner core. It's piercing my soul. It's like choosing which path to go. Undecided. Thinking twice. It's like crying out loud to open, upside down to your feet, from a pat on your soft bloody skin. This is how I will start again. This is what I wanted to be from the very beginning and this is what I will be.

hai!! Sry..pal thought this link was broken...You do have a way with words to explain pal...cant belive this lang comin from a Fillapeen. Simply loved it. We can be Pals!!

I'm looking for something to do. I can't recreate with this kind of season. Bad weather keeps me grounded. Nothing to do. I just keep playing those old boring games installed on my PC. When you tell yourself it's enough, it should be, it should stop. Carry on, move on, keep yourself busy. In this not so good situation, you wander but doesn't roam. You can't go out of town for a little pampering. Can't even try escaping the little world you've been in. You just sat there like a little child, thinking of how to satisfy your innocent being. Back's stucked on the warm comforter, as I play with this so called "music box" of mine. I wanted to go back, but it won't keep me from moving forward. I just need a little refresher, A bit of something to reminisce. I'm compiling a scrapbook of tracks. This will serve as my diary...

Money rules this world. Admit it or not, but it's just the way it will be.