About the Author
At the first cutting light of August, many years ago, the world got the first glimpse of the entity known henceforth as
Leon Yip. It decided to douse the aforesaid with sunshine, sweets, and loads of love.
Legend has it, so convicting were his words, that upon his request, the world agreed to revolve around him, forever, and ever, and ever.
Posted on: Thursday, January 15, 2009
Posted at: 9:38 PM
Making my way downtown,
walking fast, faces pass
and I'm home bound.
Staring blankly ahead
just making my way,
making a way
through the crowd.
And I need you,
and I miss you,
and now I wonder
If I could fall
into the sky,
do you think time
would pass me by?
'Cause you know I'd walk
a thousand miles
if I could
just see you,
tonight
It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me
'Cause everything's so wrong
and I don't belong
living in your
precious memories
'Cause I still need you,
and I miss you,
and now I wonder
If I could fall
into the sky,
do you think time
would pass me by?
'Cause you know I'd walk
a thousand miles
if I could
just see you,
tonight
And I, I
don't want to let you know
I, I
drown in your memory
I, I
don't want to let this go
I, I
don't.
Making my way downtown,
walking fast, faces pass
and I'm home bound.I guess its time to smell the coffee in the air, and anchor myself back into the ground. The days of perfect freedom of expression is over, and I suppose that I should really get down to actual business.
Today served as a real wake up call for me. Not least the fact that Mr. Young, one of the greatest teachers alive really impacted me with what he said. I suppose that I was also due a slap in the face by reality. Of course, it wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't unexpected. I've been wasting my time dreaming up dreams which will not come true, its time to face the facts that I can't beat the system anymore.
Its time to grow up, get up, and rise up. So many things that were pulling me down and keeping me down this period despite the rhetoric happiness I psycho myself to believe I'm blessed with (which I do believe whole-heartedly even now of course).
I'm all that I've got now, and I'm just gonna making my own way downtown through this crowd of faces passing by, but not walking too fast, so that these very faces would not be a mere blur existence, but when I lift my head up, I'd see a smile or two, and I'd know that I'm homebound to a place that I belong.
I could cry.
