now i wanna blog something else.
What is what?
Right, left, right, right, left, left, right, left.
Fine I stop.
Lord I just wanna keep quiet and see what You will do.
Only You know.
I ask myself again:
Am I exaggerating? Lord I don't think so. Really. Lord. No..
But why
The phone's ringing
But it's unanswered.
You've got a call from the center of my heart, You are there, I know You know.
10/10 is Perfection, like You but far.
You said we should give our best.
Why is there only one in a million who dared to aim for 9?
Familiar faces settle at 4 to 6 with their isolated 9 staring at them.
A desperate kid tries to presage them helplessly as no one responds.
Not a time one lights The fire.
Am not wrong am I to say the foresight brings about melancholy?
Thus he has the spirit that is dumb and couldn't speak.
Mask and bounded and magnified.
A feeling impossible to feel, unless he's really real.
he knows what he has done.
he knows what is the situation.
Back in the empty room with the table in the center and a phone on top is still ringing.
I'm almost going to breathe in patience in the air.
That's my heart's call as I wait with my head hung low.
I used to think I'm alone but now I believe You're there.
But You didn't answer me made me feel maybe You're not there.
But Your word says "be patient, my child."
Should I just lift up my head, will I see You here..
Patience in tribulation. Meanwhile rejoice in hope, that's what You might want me to be.
Or do You want me to try a 9.5 effort? Probably in this 9.0 mess?