Left Side Blind

I had my first car accident today. Luckily it wasn't serious. A lorry ripped out my left side view mirror and left a large scratch along the side. At first I was furious but after calling my mom I realised that thankfully I wasn't hurt. I was traumatized and shocked for the rest of the morning at work. Thanks to Lydia, I manage to pull through. I feel that I owe her one.

Well, c'est la vie.

Message to You That Will Not Reach

You're so hard to understand but that's okay,
the distance you create will make me stronger.
You're so awkward when you don't speak but that's alright,
the silence you create will make me sturdier.

You're so hard to understand but that's okay,
the distance you close in will make me happier.
You're so funny when you speak and that's alright,
the laughter you create will make me chirpier.

I'm so hard to understand, that's not alright,
you probably won't understand why I'm silent.
I'm so awkward when I don't speak but that's okay,
aloof is my personality, I have many reasons to be silent.

You and your tai chi attitude is bittersweet.

A Specific Introvert's Ballad

I'm a white dwarf in the distance,
misunderstood within all presence.
Reach me if you can, I got resistance,
break my walls if you want, close that distance.

Pentimento

Thunderstorms in the distance,
Before it was, there was substance.
The fleeting feeling has subsided,
Now it's dark, I feel so tired.

Back to Earth composed and still,
Jokes and laughter, emotions I feel.
Saw you two at the elevator,
What's so special, can't help but wonder.

In the car holding back the cloud,
Songs on playlist, volume up loud.
Sitting there motionless for a while,
I feel so tired, it's been awhile.

The lights are red before I got there,
Thoughts were running, blankly I stare.
Where were you going with that guy,
Shouldn't have seen that, want to cry.

It's not you, it's me,
I'm jumping to conclusions too quickly.
I have to find the fragments of the mask I carry,
Reassemble it so you don't have to worry about me,
Because I know how much you care about me,
I know how much you can see right through me,
My fake smiles and walls, what's real you could see,
Bit by bit you're pulling out the real me,
But I also know how much you don't see me,
I don't understand why you are doing this to me.

I feel like you have me in the palm of your hand, experimenting on me to see my reactions and my true colors so that you know what's on my mind.