Chance

People take life for granted.
Especially people who just keep taking and never giving.
It is so easy to take, and so hard to give.
It is true when they say that life is a game of chance.
You take chances in all your decisions in your every day life,
In love, in families, in relationships, in friendships,
It's all a game.

But to pass the game, you have to know when to take a chance,
and when not to.

In the present day, people work so hard to create life,
But take it away just as easily.
Carelessness.
Stupidity.
Immaturity.
That is how I view it: the wars, the issues.
Life is easily wasted.

There arepeople who can never go back when they have
Missed their chance... Their first chance...

And not many of them gets a second chance.

And, if you misis you third chance, you will never forgive
Yourself.

Live your life. Don't let opportunities pass you by.

Another World

In the hearts of many,
There is a wish that there should be another world.

A world without technology.
A world without hurt.
A world without violence.
A world far away from reality.

Humans wish for a world where they can be free.

But is there such a place away from the chaos and mayhem
Of society's role on Earth?

We wish for a place...
Another world...

Away from reality, and into
FANTASY.

At the End of the World

Separated from you for so long,
A love forbidden between us.
Although far apart, continuously I sing our song,
Our love forever true, there is no need to rush.

Through the clouds of the Heavens,
Through the lands and seas of Earth,
Through the fiery pits of fiery Hell,
We will find each other again.

No matter how long it takes,
No matter how far we are apart,
Through the difficult times and good,
We will always find each other, even past
The end of the world.

A New Rhythm

You're in my heart,
In its doors you appeared,
Moving forward,
Moving forward,
Moving forward inside.

Just say you want it,
Even if a wall appears,
I will climb it,
I will climb it,
I will climb it to reach inside.

I will wait for you,
In front of you in this new world,
A new rhythm.

Die

(No, I'm not emo. It's a piece I wrote for my Writer's Craft class with the theme of 'Death'.)

To die is different from what anyone supposed...
No one knows when he or she will die
What makes it hard to live are the fears;
The fears that stop us from during what we want,
What we want to accomplish...
It makes death all the more scary, more frightening.

Suppose we die now.
Do we have regrets?
Regrets of not being able to reach your goal?
Regrets of not taking advantage of those
once-in-a-lifetime opportunities?

To die is different from what anyone supposed...
Because to die has a different meaning for each person.

To die... is a mystery.