Saturday, December 23, 2006
everytime i attempt to log into blogger, there's this new blogger option lying there waiting for me to click. wonder what it is, but never dared to try it. fear of new, fear of losing old. the fear that has reigned in many hearts, well in fewer hearts now, where newer is better mentality rules. i want time to revert to the good ole days, when i dont have to care what people think of me, when i am so much more free among my friends. i feel rather restricted around the people i hang around with in school, which is maybe the reason i dread school reopening. okay, maybe i dread school reopening also because of the reexams i have to undertake. mathamaticks and fisiks.

my hands are stained
not with blood but guilt
causing myself pain and shame
hiding behind the fortress i had built

without your sacrifice and love
life would be so much without worth
living my life in denial
would be the only way i desire

but you came and you intervene
walls of my fortress demolished
my guilt-stained hands were washed white clean
giving me freedom in life again

my falls and failures happened so often
they were forgotten when you picked me up
the costs of my life and freedom
are nails through your hands, again and again

thank you Jesus for dying for me.

and if only school could happened the way like in secondary school.
i miss the stayovers, melvin and seah.


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