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Thursday, July 19, 2007

i dislike being a human species...
why cant i be a bird?
or perhaps a butterfly?

when i was little, i olwes had this book- caterpillar
everywhere i go, that book was olwes in my hand
n yeah i will read it again n again before i went to sleep

i wanna be that caterpillar
hu does nothing except eating n of cuz crawling..
crawling slowly as though he had the tyme in his hands

n when its the "calling", he will form a coccon ard him
n hid for days
hibernate.. i guess
waiting for the ryte time

n the caterpillar turn out to be a beautiful butterfly..

can i be one?
i dun like the human nature..
its so tiring every seconds
even when i m sleeping, the mind is playing with me

i wish i hadnt took the first breath
n now i m yearning for my last..