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Thursday, May 19, 2005



"Behind these Hazel Eyes"
Kelly Clarkson
Here I am, once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes


Yea, i guess its true. i need to be strong now. my dad is confirmed posted to shanghai to work for lyk yrs?

that means i hav to take care of my siblings. when he announced it todae, i was kinda shocked.
i was overwhelmed by a certain kind of emptiness., yet i had to look unaffected.

fact is I AM. VERY much.

but i noe my gran is old n she too dun wan this to happen. she looked lyk she knew nth...

when my dad went down to get the car, the moment he left the house, my gran started to cry.

i wanted, but how can i? i need to be there for them all.

i need to be counted now.

real responsilbility.

i'm scared.


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