you turn me into a faker

The power lines went out
And I am all alone
But I don’t really care at all
Not answering my phone
All the games you played
The promises you made
Couldn’t finish what you started
Only darkness still remains

Lost sight
Couldn’t see
When it was you and me

Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
I’m beginning to see the light
Blow the candles out
Looks like a solo tonight
But I think I’ll be alright

Been black and blue before
There’s no need to explain
I am not the jaded kind
Playback’s such a waste
You’re invisible
Invisible to me
My wish is coming true
Erase the memory of your face

One day
You will wake up
With nothing but “you’re sorrys”
And someday
You will get back
Everything you gave me

will you pretend that love is not there when it's right before you and is just not yours? tell me what will you do? i choose to lie to myself. i choose to fake a smile and put an act that everything is just fine. and this is when the ones who care will realize its just a paste smile. trust me, pretending is the only option if you were in my shoes. sometimes, when the need arises, i dont know about you, but i'll automatically carve a smile across my face. just to satisfy the others and to actually avoid the cliche 'jaz, are you okay?' question. its not that i don't appreciate the concern showed but sometimes people are just fulfilling the urge to ask and they don't really care about your answer whether its the real truth or not. ha-ha. i remembered those moments when this certain someone made me smile, as in really really smiling, i have thought that this someone is the one for me. not until he change his path and trying to catch her wave. i was astonished and amazed. how fast can actually a feeling change? in the blink of an eye? whoah, you really impressed me this time. i thought you were just the guy who doesn't really know about love and to break someone's heart. no, my thoughts are always accurate. its just that you're not that kind of guy anymore. ahh. at first i didn't really want to publish this entry and were just letting it remain as a draft. but until when can i keep this unsatisfying feeling by myself, right? thank Mighty God there are such thing like blog nowadays. which, in my opinion is a loyal listener. so instead of being jaded and contemplating about this useless guy, i better get back to my buku teks Sejarah Tingkatan 4 and study for the upcoming test. after all, studying is my favourite escape :)

live love and prosper people. ha-ha :D