Saturday, December 10, 2011
Auction... If anyone interested in buying these paintings contact me @ waidah@hotmail.sg.....selling them off
Monday, October 10, 2011
** dedicating these to those who thinks i ain’t happy**
To the Goth bestie,
Happy when i am with u..
Happy just being able to spend tat lil bit of time with u…
Happy is when i see u happy with ur loved ones…
Happy is when we laugh abt silly stuff…
Happy is when we talk and let things out once in a blue moon….
And no matter how many times u are bz when i need u…
U always there for me in the end….
That’s all it matters and u do make me happy ….
To the Family i always love…
Happy is when i see mom and sis and lil bro laugh and smile…
Happy is when we have those chillout in mum’s room…
Happy is when i got to sit and a table seeing everyone at one go…
Happy is when we ain’t fighting….
Happy is when i see mom sleep at peace at night…
Sorry if i hurt u guys or mommy sometimes…
Happy is when i don’t feel useless to the family…
When i know i am helping the family…
U all cld get on my nerves sometimes….haha…
I ain’t a perfect daughter or a perfect sis…..
But i am happy when my family is….
To the other Besties Roses, Mud…and Friends…
Happy is when we meet up and chill…
When we have short outings…
Happy is when we go out and bitch a lil bit here and there…
Happy is when i know i cld help u in any way i cld…
Happy is when we laugh out loud at all the siily things we tot abt…
Happy is when i see u contented and happy with lil details in life…
Happy is when we just sit, chat and catch up….
My Happiness is all these,
And when i see u ppl happy…
To Me, Myself and i….
I am happy…
With all the tiny details in life…
When i cld help those i cared in any way possible…
Painting and looking at the paints i donned…
Happy is when i listening to music and minding my own business…
Happy when i get to Watch anime and mysoju…
Knowing i am trying to stand on myself makes me happy..
Seeing everyone else happy…
Thats… me….
Finally to MR TEDDY,
Happy is when i see u have that cute smile on ur face…
Happy is when u make me laugh with ur silliness and nonsense…
Happy is when we vid calls, chat with wat ever time we had left…
Happy is when u comment nice stuff…
Happy is when u force me to sleep, eat medication….
Knowing u cared makes me happy….
Happy is when we are both trying to get to know each other…
When u open up and teach me to open up and speak my mind…
Happy is when u told me abt ur great day…
My happiness is when i know u are happy….
This is me…
I am happy in these ways ….
Appreciative enough for all the lil things in life…
Makes me happy…
Makes me, me….
Friday, October 7, 2011
Why is it sometimes we cld doubt the things that we actually had a lil bit of assurance or confident in at start....
It makes u think if its just u.. or does it come naturally to anyone n eveeyone???
Does it mean u feel insecure n unsure of urself or the other person?? And then they would say, that being like that, u eventually end up hurting urself or the person too...
But then again.... If u never ever feel insecure or such, is it healthy?? Woulnt that seems like u are over confident...and if u are over condident and ok with everything and wat not... And things happen behind u... Its more hurtful when u finally find out rite....
I gues theres always two side of a story.... I guess its life.... Either get hurt or dont... Or just survive thry it....
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Do u know what its feels like?
To look around and not care about a thing?
To force a smile even if u don’t really feel like it?
To daze out into no where…
To just space out from time to time…
To eat alone,
Sit and stare to blank space alone,
To not feel a thing when another shit happens
To not care what goes around
To stop saying and talking much
To just live on day to day like a routine…
To just go one with the flow…
And to just take in everything happens like its nothing…
Yes nothing at all…
Well,
Do u know what it feels like?
It feels…
Empty…
Very Empty…
Friday, March 4, 2011
I,
I have feelings,
I get hurt…
I too can cry and scream of pain…
But yet u treat me like i nothing...
Like i don’t have feeling…
Like i cant feel pain or sadness…
Like i am a empty doll…
Rag doll that have been used,
dirty and torn it becomes,
Thrown like its never needed…
Search for it when u really need…
Am i a rag doll to u?
am i that worthless to u?
Am i just a torn and tattered doll that u only search for when needed?
Or am i worth more that just that?
Tell me what u see?
A torn and tattered doll,
Or an imperfect lady that is perfect in ur eyes…
Or just nothing….
Am i?
Am i just plain nothing to u??
What am i?
What i am to u????
