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A Graceful piece of me lies in you, dear mother You gave birth to me You nourished me, loved me You sacrificed and struggled You gave me the best you possibly could A Graceful piece of me lies in you. An emotional piece of me stays with you, dear father You introduced me to piece and happiness You cared for me and respected my words You who comforted me despite trembling You showed me how small but important things are invisible An Emotional piece of me stays with you. A reminiscent piece of me lies in you, dear teacher You rendered me knowledge. You held my hand, guided me You who appreciated me and admired You passed on to me all that you knew A Reminiscent piece of me lies in you. A Sorrowful piece of me was lost in you, dear enemy You made me an outcast You all ganged up and isolated me You schemed and plotted You methodically wrecked me emotionally A Sorrowful piece of me was lost in you. A Nostalgic piece of me stays with you, dear friend You ga...

I heard this song today, and just kept hearing it again and again. Its "What I've done" from the Linkin Park, and I am posting the lyrics below. What I've Done lyrics In this farewell There’s no blood There’s no Alibi ‘Cause I’ve Drawn Regret From the truth Of a Thousand Lies So let Mercy Come And Wash Away what i`ve Done I've faced myself To Cross out what I’ve Become Erase Myself And let Go of What I’ve done Put to rest What you Thought of Me While I clean this Slate With the Hands of Uncertainty For What I’ve Done I start again And whatever pain may come Today this ends I’m Forgiving What I’ve Done What I’ve Done Forgiving What I’ve Done.. I today regret of every mistake I have done, and every time I have stood as a obstructing block to myself and my dreams. I am not so sure, but I promise to try better this time.

Am I what you expect me to be? Happy, Smiling, Laughing, or, Sad, Frowning, Crying? Nobody wants to know and Neither do I want to disclose, the Real Me to this Mean World. Trying to fit in everyone else's shoes, Hiding behind a mask, My mind is changing Losing the Reality, becoming Fake... Have I become a person I'm not? Can I show myself to the world, without the fear of people unaccepting me? My mind is haunting me, to show who I am... But why can't I show myself? Can I prove who i really am? When I am not myself? The true person I am Wanting to come out.. And break the Shackles one day.....

I am increasing my font size this time...coz one of my friends has requested. So my dear readers, please be a little patient if the posts seem a little too big. "I wish I could stand on a busy corner, hat in hand, and beg people to throw me all their wasted hours..." Time flies. All any one of us wants more is a little time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to understand. Time to live. Time to let go. Hmm.. thats enough of quoting. The quotes above really make me think. I am a youth, but am I acting my age? Am I mature enough for my age? Well, to be honest, sometimes I am a little childish… ummmm… But I should bear in mind that as a saying goes – time waits for no man… I should learn to use my time wisely. One of my glaring faults is that I am a procrastinator. I always wait for the last minute to do things that I have to do. And I know that I should do earlier, but I usually don’t. Like my preparations for the semester exams. Its always that I have t...

I am the crack in a mirror that skews all that is reflected I am a kaleidoscope that shifts at will in character I am the loose thread in your favorite shirt that you are scared to pull I am the only yellow spot of the town in green I am an adding machine that's missing a nine I am the first snowflake that melts instantly in your hand I am the first drop of rain that falls on your cheeks I am the graceful rainbow which treats your eyes just for a while I am an irrational number no one knows the end to I am the dry leaf thrown away by the wind that falls near your feet I am the first cry of a baby that makes itself known to the world I am the time at night just before you fall asleep I am the first rays on your face that break through your windows at dawn I am all the things that make life interesting, but you hardly ever notice !!!

Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling. True, because I have no secured roof over me now. I've had always dreams of living life like a free bird, but I forgot that birds also have a nest. People always sit back and remember their highs and lows of life. No such cushion was with me then, as I had no highs, and no lows too. My life has been a blank diary from the start, with ink spots in a few pages, some dark and some faint. May be this was my life's one of the two memories, which, as much I tried to woo away, came back again and again to hunt me.