REMEMBERING YOU…

(Written on 8-9-02 at the age of 16)

Remembering you at times tears fall down my eyes.
I wish you could come back, hold my hand and make me glad.
You were a friend, you were a guide, whatever you said was always right.

Walking down the memory lane makes me suffer and gives me pain.
Those times of laughter, those times of joy were always a moment to rejoice.
Now there is nothing to cherish, nothing to like, because nothing to me seems to be nice.

You came into my life like the waves in a sea and returned never to come back to me.
I wish you could come back, but you will never, for you have gone forever and ever.
But there is a feeling deep within me that someday you will come back to me.

HARD TO BELIEVE

(Written on 5-12-02 at the age of 16)

Its hard to believe that I made mistakes in spite of knowing I was wrong,
Its hard to believe that I pity myself for the wrongs I've done to my mom.
Its hard to believe that I’d been so stubborn and she had always cared,
Its hard to believe that the gap can never be bridged for I have failed and she has fared.
Its hard to believe that she never gave up and I took her for granted,
Its hard to believe that I always mistook her though she was the one I wanted.
Its hard to believe that she was sad but always pretended to be fine,
Its hard to believe that I’d been so selfish, I never knew where to draw a line.
Its hard to believe that she loved me so much and her place can never be taken by another,
Its hard to believe that after all that I did the one standing by me is my mother.