Don’t you dig this life
They call the meek
You whose feet are on the ground
And if you get too high
What goes around comes around
And brings you down
Cause people gonna see you
How they wanna see you
People gonna rate you
People gonna hate you
People gonna shove you
People gonna love you
People gonna do whatever
Makes them feel they own you better
Cause everyone knows we’re strange
(Ahh)
So why do you feel ashamed
(Ohh) Baby
Everyone knows we’re different
(Ahh)
So why do you feel ashamed
We love you all the same
That’s why
Cause if you feel it
And if you mean it
Don’t apologize
And you’ll be just fine
Cause all they ever need is what you’ll give them
Is what you’re given
They only put you down if you give them permission
A song that speaks volume, that’s sent to me by someone who loves me, who wants me to be the best I can without any alterations, just being the way I am today. I’ve been wanting to do this entry for quite some time, but never really did know how to get started. So here goes. Over the years, I’d grown accustomed to wanting to please people, so gradually I became this person whom people wanted me to be, not who I really was. I put a strict control on myself, almost killing whatever life I had left within me, and not even the closest friends could bring me out of it. Then someone woke me up one day, as I can still very clearly remember feeling the pain looking at what he’d done for me, just to give me a taste of my own medicine. True enough, it’d never hurt more. This song cannot be truer, its lyrics cannot be more to the point. People can rate, they can put me down and call me words, but only to make themselves feel better, more superior, and that’s damn true. I could be strange, but I’m myself, and those whom I love will still love me just the way I am. Who are those people to put me down when I myself am happy with being who I really am?
It’s taken years but now it’s finally gone. The shadows may linger, but they will never haunt. Mistakes made, lessons learnt, and all are kept close to the heart as reminders in future to do the right thing, to walk the right path.
You’re right, love, I’m good the way I am.
In fact, I’m proud to be this way.
I promised that I’m not doing it for you and I’m true to my words, to a certain extent. (You can’t deny that it’s really partly for you lah okay, dont be stubborn) But I’ve really woken up the day I saw you bleed for me. That hurts, and I can imagine what it does to you, the pain probably doubling or tripling, whatsoever. For believing in me right up till today, and more, I believe, thank you. You didn’t have to do what you did, or you may think you didn’t do a lot, but trust me, you did a hell lot more than you’d ever know. Little things count, and it’s those little things you do that awaken my conscience and being. Best friends do that, so you’re my best friend (: I love you.
And the two girls who tried so hard over the years, thank you. Words never are enough as gratitude, but you know what we shared meant so much more. Mak junling, and laupuiyin (:
I could be the ugliest shit on earth, but knowing that there are the people whom I love love me in return, I dont care no more.
Christabel Tan Zhiying’s like the prettiest girl around, I don’t care! =D