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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

"There are certain people
you just keep coming back to
She is right in front of you
You begin to wonder
could you find a better one
Compared to her now she's in question

And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her
maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare
to someone not there

Looking for the right one
you line up the world to find
Where no questions cross your mind
But she won't keep on waiting
for you without a doubt
Much longer for you to sort it out

And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing are the same

Maybe you want her
maybe you need her
Maybe you started to compare
to someone not there
Maybe you want it
maybe you need it
Maybe it's all you're running from
Perfection will not come

And all at once the crowd begins to sing
Sometimes
We'd never know
what's wrong without the pain
Sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing are the same"

maybe you started to compare to someone not there. that's what our human instincts push us to do. compare. we compare two people. we compare two things. we compare things with people. we compare with someone not even there. and after a long arduous process, we realise we've landed ourselves in a whole perfect mess. a mess we started but never begun to understand. and we begin to compare ourselves with others. often we're unable to match up to whom we're comparing against. we slap ourselves right across our faces with sheer disappointment of our inabilities. yet we fail to realise the most simple fact, that not one of us can be compared with any other. because we're born different. because we'll never be good at the things they are, but they will never be good at the things that we are too.

this song reminds me of janice, cos firstly she sent this to me and secondly the words sound like what she'd have said or written. somehow we're so different yet so similar in ways beyond the knowledge and comprehension of most. even i fail to understand most of the time how we can be so similar yet different. i guess that'll be what makes our friendship rocky yet stable. it's an ironical world out there, what's new.

i'm a happy person, generally confident and i love myself in most occasions and circumstances. yet there are times that my confidence crumble into sheer bits and i feel so lost and small. you know it's always with the things that we think about the most that we begin to worry about. thankfully i've begun to catch myself before i fall. i still crumble at times and i feel so inferior. and i guess this song has written out the negligence on my part, of me, comparing myself with a mirage. someone, something not even there. i sometimes bring all the best parts of all things and try to match up to that. how silly. i'm only human, how perfect can i be? none. not at all. that's how we kill ourselves trying to be what we're not.

so i'm thankful there are weird sounding songs out there that on the surface can be meaningless but are so meaningful that they teach me something. (: am i that difficult to understand? why is it that everyone doesn't understand what i'm saying. hehehe. i do not blog in an alienic way, salihah! =P i'm not complicated, i just think deeply, that's all. at least it shows i've a brain, right? *sniggers at peili*

okay, i've spent a part of this quiet afternoon analysing myself and i'm satisfied to have learnt something about myself and be a better person. (:

tomorrow's steamboat day!

sometimes the hardest thing
and the right thing are the same.

there's no other like you.
-cheryl
1:49 PM





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