Close to serve on a silver platter
Roses will grow, when you plant the seed
Ever after will follow, when you give your love
Until reality hit home…
Once I thought life will be hard
Happy ending is no more than a myth
When you are doomed, it will be forever
When it rains, it tend to pour
Until sense kicked in…
A wall can be a hindrance, or something to lean on
A tragedy can be the end, or a priceless lesson
But I wasn't sure, until I touched it
But I didn't understand, until I felt it
Until I realised...
A song can be soothing, or cry of pain
A path might lead to peace, or to strains
And I will not know, until I listen
And I won’t find out, unless I experience
Life is what you make it out to be
What ever it brings, rapture or catastrophe
I won’t stop enjoying the twist of the journey
Because life will be what you make it out to be…
**Special thanks to The Notebook for helping me with this poem...
** Edited on 23/01/2009 because the original version sucks.
Life is what you make it out to be
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Whatever comes and whatever follows
I will always be there, for good and bad
(and whether u like it or not!)
ur scaring me...
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