When I walk in your shoes
I understand a man confused
They much too big, but I don't care
I felt the way your shoulders bare
Now I really empathize
Looking through your bloodshoot eyes..
And I know you, you're so frustrated
Above we all become what we once hated
Beside, nobody can't be that wise
You got a degree in "philosophy"
So you think you cleverer than me
But I'm not just some drama queen
Cos it's where you're at, not where you've been
So what do you expect from me?
To hold your head above the sea..
And carry you, even though you bigger
Cos don't you know, you crush my tiny figure
And anyway, we're still so young
And this isn't yesterday..
I can't help you, if you won't help yourself
I can't help you, if you don't help yourself
You can't only get so much from someone else
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current mood : still upset Every children biggest dream would always be make their parents proud. Including me. But how? Many whispers came to my ear that said, "Go ahead and find your place at your Dad's Co.", "Why wasting more time with useless job?", "Don't ever try to work in a -desperately-needing-investment Bank!", and blah and blah and blah. Dude I really wanna show my Dad that I can earn myself money. Now my new car is on its way to my garage doesn't mean I'm fully happy. I mean, I feel very grateful with my Dad's present, but I realize that it will burden me. How long until I can earn my own money? Let's rewind to two years ago, when my friends busy to get a part-time job. This "part-time job" means SPG (Sales Promotion Girl), or Bridesmaid (at someone else's wedding), or Wedding Organizer's crew. That's all we can do for our status as a under-graduate student. Nothing else more and nothing else better...
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But I'd rather keep it untitled since I didn't know what was going on in my heart..