joanne: in my own words

Let me sing a song for you,
Please sit and listen to the tune,
This ain't no song of greatness,
But only a voice of a girl,
Singing about her world.

So let me sing a song for you,
Please please please, do listen to the tune,
All I wish is for you to hear me,
As I sing about my days,
Now sing with me if you may.

Friday, October 29, 2010

There Will Be Tears but They're Not Gonna Be Mine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6fUQfS3SLo

By: Miranda Cosgrove
I don't know what you expected
But me to sit around and beg for you to stay
Can't you see what you've neglected
I don't know what you've been taking
Do I look like I was born just yesterday?
You're the one who will be breaking after all

Cause there will be tears
But they're not gonna be mine
My heart will be clear
And my eyes are staying dry
Because you didn't, you didn't
You wished I'd never go away
I'll just pretend from now
I've got a reason to celebrate
Tears, but they're not gonna be
Not gonna be mine

You'll be begging for a shoulder
You'll be looking for someone to dry your eyes
But you ain't never getting over what we had
And you'll be crying like a baby
Cause you thought you'd be the one to say goodbye
And I hope it drives you crazy, oh yeah

Cause there will be tears
But they're not gonna be mine
My heart will be clear
And my eyes are staying dry
Because you didn't, you didn't
You wished I'd never go away
I'll just pretend from now
I've got a reason to celebrate
Tears, but they're not gonna be
Not gonna be mine

You don't know what you got
'Till it goes away, goes away, baby
Anything that you lose
You're the one to blame
One to blame, so save it
Get it, get it can you wish
I'd never go away
I'll just pretend from now
I've got a reason to celebrate
There will be tears, oh yeah
But they're not gonna be mine

Cause there will be tears
But they're not gonna be mine
My heart will be clear
And my eyes are staying dry
Because you didn't, you didn't
You wished I'd never go away
I'll just pretend from now
I've got a reason to celebrate
Tears, but they're not gonna be
Not gonna be mine

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Beautiful Things I've Seen, Heard, Tasted, Smelled and Felt...

... like the early morning dew that formed on the petals of the white lilies.
... like the clouds of mist that spirited across the green fields at the break of dawn.
... like the innocent child who made the grown man cry.
... like the old couple who still adored and loved one another immensely.
... like the joyful smile on the faces of the parents when they witnessed their baby's first step.
... like the sweet taste of candy floss which melted in my mouth.
... like the long lost son who reunited with his family.
... like the sweet melody of the leaves of the trees which rustled in the wind.
... like the sight of white bubbly waves, rolling into the beach.
... like the big brown dog which saved the little kittens.
... like the tears shed by the father when giving away his daughter's hands to her husband-to-be on her wedding day.
... like the feeling of fresh mountain water which flowed under my feet.
... like the Moon which shined luminously in the dark sky above.
... like the pianist at the far end of the hall, playing a melancholic melody.
... like the toothless but contented grin of the homeless old woman who lived under the bridge.
... like the first bloom of cherry blossoms which announced the arrival of Spring.
... like the voice of the lover when he said "I Love You" to her. The whole world just stopped and it was the most beautiful moment ever.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

The Aftermath - A Season to Love Again

When she thought that she could not go on living, you gave her a reason to live her life again.
Thank you. I'm happy leading my own life again. It's fabulous because of you.
When she felt cold and lonely, you shared with her your warmth.
Thank you. Your warmth is my companion.
When she sat at a corner feeling sad, you gave her your laughter.
Thank you. Your laughter is the best medicine.
When she was bored, you entertained her.
Thank you. You're a great entertainer.
When she needed a hug, you were always there to hold her.
Thank you. Your hug meant a lot to me.
When she was scared, you gave her courage.
Thank you. I shall not be afraid when I'm with you.
When she lost all faith in love, you reinvented the meaning of it and showed her what it was like to love and be loved again.
Thank you. It's a season to love again.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Sick No More

The Sun shone forcefully that very morning, with every effort to produce the brightest rays he could manage. Yet, the heat which came with his rays were not harsh but subtle, as if to give way for something good to happen.

The Wind did her part as well to welcome the good that was expected to come. She blew her best breeze, gentle and soothing, across the green fields to the top of the hill where the house of a sick girl stood.

The girl had been sick for months. But like The Sun and The Wind had anticipated, something good was about to happen soon. And so, they let Time take his course and do his magic.

And true enough, Time had done it once more in proving his power to heal the sick. With the help of The Sun's blinding rays, the sick girl's eyes were reopened, her eyelashes fluttered to life all of a sudden. The Wind also contributed; she blew her gentle soothing breeze into the girl's nostrils and resurrected her body to life.

The girl lunged-in a deep breath and sat up immediately. As if unsure of her surroundings or what to do next, she looked around frantically for help. Fortunately, she was comforted by the sight of her companions who had been sitting, waiting and praying fervently all along by her bedside since she fell sick. Their faithfulness and patience inspired her to move on, to carry on with life and to start anew, though knowing deep down that she was still going through a period of post-sickness - the painful after-effects were still felt immensely.
Hatred: certainly not something she would want to live with for the rest of her life. It is definitely going to take ages to completely erase the painful reminisce of her sickness which was caused by someone... or rather, more specifically two people.

And yet, despite the existence of this hatred, there is also a zest for life; she will continue to live her life to the fullest, not just for herself, but also for the people around her now - for the people who still love her, who appreciate her for who she is, the people who would never take her for granted or hurt her.

She will not allow you to break her for she is stronger now - strong enough to make your life the same fate she just escaped from. She just wants to thank you for making, pushing and forcing her to be this way towards you. But then again, know this. There is still room for forgiveness in her heart for you... only and only if you ask for it.

You left her to love again. 
And to love another even more for she still has lots of love left on the inside, which was once upon a time reserved for you, to give away to another who deserves it more.

Therefore, today, that sick girl is sick no more.