Saturday, June 18, 2005
ako ang pambansang shoulder-to-cry-on.
for the past few weeks, i've been the one who hears all the things that aren't supposed to be heard. honestly, these secrets are too heavy to carry. as i grow older and as more people became my friends, the more secrets i hear. good ones and bad ones. i am the great mediator, where everything and everyone is good. the fence-sitter and the neutral. i take in all the stuff and keep them from every breathing soul. trust is the name of the game. but when everything seems bad, they all cry on me. ako ang pambansang shoulder-to-cry-on. i offer my little bony shoulder unto those who deserve better than what they received. i have dedicated half of my life comforting those who need comfort. i try to cheer up those who need to smile. i try to keep myself intact and cautious in the words i say. but im happy because i can assure those who need to cry, laugh, or tell a secret i will be by your side to do some leaning services;p don't fret, be happy and think positive. trust me.
