My Stories
Monday, July 17, 2006
9:26 AM
sometimes, there are things inside me
whereby i cant say it out
i dunno how to tell it to you.
i wished i had the guts
but, whenever i start to talk to you
that special gut inside me just wear off.
each and everytime i feel like giving up
you make me feel there is a glimpse of hope
it hard to guess what u are thinking
i dun need a gal who understand me
but i need a gal who will go through life with me
why do u need to tell me.
though i noe the way you feel towards me
maybe i am over sensitive.
hahhaha
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