Tuesday, 10 November 2009
no love for today
I stopped caring what it is
You can mean more than what I have loved it
what's the use of your love if it did not take me flying high, continue to dream and to reach it
I need a man who force me when I stopped running,
I need a man who sang me lullaby me so I can keep dreaming,
then I wake up to try to concuer and calculate my dreams into realization
I need men who want to buy the world with me,
who never got bored of my silly jokes,
who wiped my face after our prayer,
who didnt pray for me behind me,who completed my sentences, rather than cut his or oversimplifying,
correct my mental disorder, rather than finding a doctor, took my hand on a winding road, not only trying to straighten my way
if you're just men who receive me for what it is, what are you?, with or even without you there is no difference anyway, I still like this ..
I stopped caring what it is ..
I need you more than that,
more than just a complement
I need you to help me past my limits,
hear what my deafening,
helped me see what my blind,
helped me achieve what my hand was up
pursue what my legs could not pursue ..
feel what my heart was sensitive to ..
I need you more than just a boy who loves what he is ..