Bonjour à tous, It's been long since I last posted anything here.The feeling that I've got friends here who feel abandoned by me has been haunting me for a while,which is one of the reasons why I've decided to share something with you Skyrockers:) Another reason is that I'm now a student majoring in French in univ,and I wanna improve my French by posting occasionally something in French and YOU ARE ALWAYS WELCOME TO HELP ME WITH IT,MERCI~Do correct any mistake that you see in my writing(and there might be quite a few of them,as I've only been learning French for a year)~ I'm also learning Spanish in extra courses cuz I like languages and what they do to my brain,haha xD
P.S. I'm perfectly happy being single and I'm not here for a relationship.I won't flirt with you guys even if you think you can help me with my French/Spanish.I hope y'all will respect this,thanks.
Blind-folded, You are drown in an aching emptiness. You do no more Than just stare at the darkness, You pretend that you don't care, You know nothing about How to love and share. Wake up,for life's sake! Take off your blindfold, Rise and shine, Embrace the sky,kiss the grass, And tell the world, You can not be defined. You're young as a newborn. The book of your life has just opened up, And you do not wanna be torn, Or Changed into someone You would never know. So take off your blindfold! See the world with your own eyes, Hear the melody of life with your own ears, And seize each day you have, Before everything is gone.
Leavin' Suitcases packed, I'm leavin' for a change. With all the twisted melodies inside my head, &All my wildest dreams... Tryin' to break away, Tryin' to break free, From the place I know I don't belong.
I too have a heart, Yet I know what I need Is a brand new start. Sure I might cry &taste my own salty tears, Might get up on my feet every time I fall, &Crawl a thousand miles, Till my feet are sore.
But these don't matter,do they? 'Cause I know Though leaving is As hard as it could be, I'm searching for a change, Fulfilling my wildest dreams, Tasting the fire&rain, Bearing all the pain alone, &Trying to grow.
'O how I wish I'd written this!' Exclaimed the child,after reading the verses by someone long gone. 'If I were born a hundred years ago,Mr Unknown,' Thought the child, 'I'd have written a thousand verses, And been a poet as good as thou.' 'You shall write good verses,Regardless of your age,' Said Mr Unkonwn from the other side of Time. 'Though you cannot re-write my verses,my child, You can write anything you want, As long as your imagination's free and wild!'