My Unscripted Life

Life is filled with joy.

Don’t let the clouds get you down.

Always grin, never frown.

Love Mummy & Daddy,

As much as they love you.

Always say “Bless you!” whenever they go “Atchoo!!”

Life won’t be easy,

Especially with its twisted and winding roads

But like the sayings of a wise old toad,

“Tomorrow will always be a better day.”

Remember that vegetables are good for you,

So eat that green goo.

When you start to walk, try not to bump –

into your Daddy’s tummy hump!

With your new tooth, don’t you bite,

everything in plain sight!

Never use your chubby cuteness,

Although really, who can resist such goodness.

Most of all, remember this aunty of yours,

Cause one day she will the source,

of angpau and presents and candies galore,

and stories of your Daddy and Mummy you’ll never bore.

It’s October again
Leaves are coming down
One more year’s come and gone
And nothing’s changed at all
Wasn’t I supposed to be someone
Who can face the things that I’ve been running from…

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I…
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived, just a little…

I’ve become much too good at being invincible
I’m an expert at play it safe, and keep it cool
But I swear this isn’t who I’m meant to be
I refuse to let my life roll all over me…

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I…
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived, just a little…

I wanna be somebody
I, I wanna be somebody
I wanna be somebody
I, I wanna be somebody who can face the things that I’ve been running from

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived…

It’s October again
Leaves are coming down
One more year’s come and gone
And nothing’s changed at all

                                                                      Bethany Joy Lenz

It’s October again
Leaves are coming down
One more year’s come and gone
And nothing’s changed at all
Wasn’t I supposed to be someone
Who can face the things that I’ve been running from…

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I…
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived, just a little…

I’ve become much too good at being invincible
I’m an expert at play it safe, and keep it cool
But I swear this isn’t who I’m meant to be
I refuse to let my life roll all over me…

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I…
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived, just a little…

I wanna be somebody
I, I wanna be somebody
I wanna be somebody
I, I wanna be somebody who can face the things that I’ve been running from

Let me feel, I don’t care if I breakdown
Let me fall, even if I hit the ground
And if I
Cry a little
Die a little
At least I know I lived…

It’s October again
Leaves are coming down
One more year’s come and gone
And nothing’s changed at all

                                                                      Bethany Joy Lenz

Why can’t I write?
Write the right words.
To inspire, to create
imaginings of late.
It dips and swerves,
it moves like the water.
These words in my head,
refuses to form
and make something great.
Like termites and silverfish
that tunnel through words
my head runs out
of much needed inspiration.

Why can’t I write?
Write the right words.
To inspire, to create
imaginings of late.
It dips and swerves,
it moves like the water.
These words in my head,
refuses to form
and make something great.
Like termites and silverfish
that tunnel through words
my head runs out
of much needed inspiration.

I tread on the potholed roads that lead to my place of learning.
It has worn out many pairs of shoes…
The strappy ones to go with my new baju kurung on my first day.
The cushiony ones that I have taken off while rain beat down on my back and hers.
The expensive sensible ones that made me feel out of place and un-belonged.
The cheap tacky ones which I got out from the discount bin, after I received my student loan.
The flat flip flops that I gotten used to wearing only after seeing others wearing them.
Shoes that have come and gone.
Yet still pile on top of one another,
near the front door,
which leads to the mornings that I can’t take back.

I tread on the potholed roads that lead to my place of learning.
It has worn out many pairs of shoes…
The strappy ones to go with my new baju kurung on my first day.
The cushiony ones that I have taken off while rain beat down on my back and hers.
The expensive sensible ones that made me feel out of place and un-belonged.
The cheap tacky ones which I got out from the discount bin, after I received my student loan.
The flat flip flops that I gotten used to wearing only after seeing others wearing them.
Shoes that have come and gone.
Yet still pile on top of one another,
near the front door,
which leads to the mornings that I can’t take back.

~kaeisace

It’s a beautiful world out there…
If only I could see,
Without the blurriness that be,
That has haunted me since.
A Silicone goddess visits me.
They are clear and curved,
much like the ones that adorn
buxom women,
but gives clarity instead
of the obscurity of ample bosoms.
It arches around my eye sockets.
Locking it in a prison
That threatens to hurt and maim it.
A cruel joke
That’s what it is.
Blood for definition.
Tears in exchange for a face
that is unhampered by metal, plastic and glass.
The price of beauty
is paid in blood and tears.

p/s- eye infection is not going away.

~kaeisace

It’s a beautiful world out there…
If only I could see,
Without the blurriness that be,
That has haunted me since.
A Silicone goddess visits me.
They are clear and curved,
much like the ones that adorn
buxom women,
but gives clarity instead
of the obscurity of ample bosoms.
It arches around my eye sockets.
Locking it in a prison
That threatens to hurt and maim it.
A cruel joke
That’s what it is.
Blood for definition.
Tears in exchange for a face
that is unhampered by metal, plastic and glass.
The price of beauty
is paid in blood and tears.

p/s- eye infection is not going away.

India Arie says everything I’ve always wanted to say:

Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won’t
Depend on how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul

When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it’s supposed to be
And I know our creator didn’t make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes; I’m lovin’ what I see

Am I less of a lady if I don’t wear pantyhose?
My mama said a lady ain’t what she wears but, what she knows
But, I’ve drawn a conclusion, it’s all an illusion, confusion’s the name of the
game
A misconception, a vast deception
Something’s gotta change
but,Don’t be offended this is all my opinion
ain’t nothing that I’m sayin law
This is a true confession of a life learned lesson I was sent here to share with
y’all
So get in where you fit in go on and shine
Clear your mind, now’s the time
Put your salt on the shelf
Go on and love yourself
‘Cuz everything’s gonna be all right

Keep your fancy drinks and your expensive minks
I don’t need that to have a good time
Keep your expensive car and your caviar
All I need is my guitar
Keep your Kristal and your pistol
I’d rather have a pretty piece of crystal
Don’t need your silicone I prefer my own
What God gave me is just fine

I’m not the average girl from your video
and I ain’t built like a supermodel
But, I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I’m not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I’m wearing I will always be india arie

Watch the video here.