One that i happen to see,

One that i happen to hold,

I had hope for someone to hear me out,

For this heart of mine,

In needs of love and love alone.

Love?

I have always ask myself,
Would we still be together and marry each other,
Apart we are,
The love between us seems fading,
But sometimes,
We would find each other again,
Not for the embrace or warmth,
Only a place to hold onto.

Question about our love,
Have faded to what i could not answer,
When did we become like this,
Apart we are,
The question that i can never answer,
And the question that you refuses to answer as well,
Make us what we are right now,
I am with my life,
And you with your dreams.

I'll Be Strong

I could not ask them to stay by my side forever,
Although in pain i am,
I must close my eye and let them go,
I know i will be fine eventually,
For i would not let myself fall by my own,
I keep their lesson in my head,
Use it until i see my way out again,
Just like when they were with me,
I'll hold onto my own hand,
Feet stay on the ground,
I will forever fight my endless battle.

I could not ask them to wait for me,
Although this fear that i can no longer ignore,
I must not hide from the thunder and the forever rain,
The striking lightning i have to overcome,
I will do that without my dark room,
Just like what they taught me,
I will not hide in that tiny room anymore,
For when the rain do falls hard,
When the lightning do strikes,
I will see only you and hear your words,
To console me throughout the storm.

A Waitress I Am

Laughter of the recent incident,
A leisure talk on love and life,
This table that i served,
Are the teenage that were about to see new world.

Of the cars and pride,
The bikes and the journey,
This table that i served,
Were the talks on their fame of their own world.

Dissatisfaction over land,
Complaining over politics,
Ah, this table that i served,
Full of folks that known so much.

Chaos and calm,
Match up together in this small cafe,
This table that i served,
Family that spent their time together.

Running and hurrying,
Taking orders and counting,
With the table i served,
I too learned a lot from them.

Belongs to My Family

I have missed what i have before,
Even so how i yearned for it,
I can never look back and just move on,
For this sacrifice are not made for me,
But for the sake of my love one which i treasure,
Cared for and i am forgotten,
I am not whining or complaining,
Just a story that i share of the important,
In lives for a small family like mine.

Not fame or luxury would tempt me,
Break me away from the dear that i love,
Angry i might have been,
In pain with tears along,
The end of everything is what kept me going,
Dying with happiness,
Appreciating the nature,
I gave them what i see and what i learned,
And it become a story to share,
To the grand-kids about the hardships of life.