SPREAD THE HATE 11

As I rest against this cold, hard wall
Will you pass me by?
Will you criticize me as I sit and cry?
I had fought so hard and thought that all my battles had been won
Only to find the war has just begun

Is He not strong enough?
Is He not pure enough?
To break me, pour me out, and start again
Is He not brave enough?
To take one chance on me
Please can I have one chance to start again?

Will my weakness for an hour make me suffer for a lifetime?
Is there anyway to be made whole again?
If I'm healed,renewed, and find forgiveness find the strength I've never had
Will my scars forever ruin all God's plan?

Is He not strong enough?
Is He not pure enough?
To break me, pour me out, and start again
Is He not brave enough?
To take one chance on me
Please can I have one chance to start again?

He took my life into his hands and it turned it all around
In my most desperate circumstance
It's there I've finally found

That You are strong enough
That You are pure enough
To break me, pour me out and start again
That You are brave enough
To take one chance on me
Oh Thank You for my chance to start again

hey people.. my blog has been dead for a week. well...

i wanna ask you guys this question.
how does it feel to be broken?
everything just doesn't go right ..
like, everyone around you is just doing their own stuff
then you feel so alone.

everyone(except few) is happy.
they got SO many stories to tell.
everytime they go "hey! i tell you something kay!"
then the grumpy cranky ones go on writing
on a piece of paper
"my group members are blady blady blah.."
and they snap all the way.
but most of the people are happy.
they smile till their jaws hurt.

why can't I feel that happiness?
why must I always be the unlucky one?
is this what I deserve?
does God understand what i'm feeling?
or am i just plain fated to BE unlucky?

will my weakness for an hour
make me SUFFER for a lifetime ..

why must all this happen to me?
what did i do?
why must i be so unlucky?


i don't have everything. i don't have anything.
i'm just living my life, the way it goes.
when everyone's are eventful and happening..
mine is just...plain...
IM A FOLLOWER.
you can call me that.

i go with the flow.
i got no opinions.
cos now im AFRAID.
afraid to voice myself out.

afraid that some people will call me lame.
afraid to say the wrong thing.
afraid that i'll suffer even more.


im just not..


not strong enough...