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April 8, 2009
clare posted at 12:30 AM

today, feels like reflection day to me.
i keep thinking, and thinking, and thinking..
thinking of everything that's happened, thinking about what i could have done to change things,
thinking about how to make things better..
but its hard. each time i think of something, my fears pulls me back.

family, friendship, relationship, and me in general.
maybe i've been too self centered.. focusing on the superficials and not realising the true meanings..

a simple thing like giving up my seat to an old lady makes me tear.
it got me wishing so badly that more chances were given for others to offer their seat for my grandmother.
life's a circle.. things keeps coming back..
who knows? maybe one of you have given up your seats for my grandmother before?
the thought of it makes me feel grateful to everyone who has shown my family members kindness before.
and its weird, like i may not know the person but somehow, we are connected in a way..



for you i would find the words,
i'd sing them out for all to be heard.
for you i would fight my fears,
i'd tear them down and wipe all your tears.
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