You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
You can start speaking up
Nothing going to hurt you the way that words do
I wonder what would happen if you say what you want to say
Let the words fall out
Honestly I want to see you be brave
With what you want to say
And let the words fall out.
Everybody's been there, everybody's been stared down
By the enemy
Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing
Bow down tot he mighty
Don't run, stop holding your tongue
Maybe there's a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave is
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Saturday, February 7, 2015
And the walls kept tumbling down
I was left to my own devices, many days fell away with nothing to show.
The plans I have for the future that never came to fruition because something else got in my way.
Life ebbs and flows and to keep up with it, I have to do the same.
The body that I will never have.
The knowledge that I will never acquire.
The courage that I will never muster and the effort that I will never put in.
Every flaw I picked apart from myself.
Every lie that I told myself about my limitations.
Every "I am not good enough" thought that ever flitted through the recesses of my mind, settling into a place where it mattered.
The useless degree I took in college.
I didn't end up where I expected but somehow still end up somewhere I consider better by looking at how the economies and markets are currently.
The places that I never traveled to..
The experiences that I didn't have.
The person that I did not chase after when they decided to walk away.
The phone calls that I didn't pick up.
The messages that I forgot to pass on while I still had the chance to do so.
I have to forgive myself for having the self-awareness to change my mind about the really big things.
The plans I have for the future that never came to fruition because something else got in my way.
Life ebbs and flows and to keep up with it, I have to do the same.
The body that I will never have.
The knowledge that I will never acquire.
The courage that I will never muster and the effort that I will never put in.
Every flaw I picked apart from myself.
Every lie that I told myself about my limitations.
Every "I am not good enough" thought that ever flitted through the recesses of my mind, settling into a place where it mattered.
The useless degree I took in college.
I didn't end up where I expected but somehow still end up somewhere I consider better by looking at how the economies and markets are currently.
The places that I never traveled to..
The experiences that I didn't have.
The person that I did not chase after when they decided to walk away.
The phone calls that I didn't pick up.
The messages that I forgot to pass on while I still had the chance to do so.
I have to forgive myself for having the self-awareness to change my mind about the really big things.
#Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?
Monday, February 2, 2015
A letter to...
To my dear bike,
As I get ready to get on this hog and prepare to ride.
Just let me feel your presence with me riding side by side. Let me feel the wind blowing across our face.
Don't let me fail to see and smell the nature around me as I ride from place to place.
Keep me alert and always watching for others.
Just let me feel your presence with me riding side by side. Let me feel the wind blowing across our face.
Don't let me fail to see and smell the nature around me as I ride from place to place.
Please do keep me safe from harm and let the other drivers see me as I ride by, and every once in awhile even though I'm a biker let them say, "Hi".
Keep me alert and always watching for others.
And I am going to tell you this, when my time on earth is up and it's time for me to take that ride in the sky, just give me a chance to tell everyone I love them and don't forget me when I die.
Thank You for letting me be a biker and doing what I loved the best, for the many miles I traveled, places I got to go and see before I finally came to rest.
Regards,
Sum Jiawei Edwin
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