There's a song you keep listening over and over again, you know every single rhythm, each melody, but you just can't play with it along.
There's this beat you know exactly how to play. But you just can't hit the right beat at the right time.
And it's a symbol.
Sometimes you think that you are walking together in the same pace. Sometimes you feel that the footsteps are the same. But no. When you stopped, the other footsteps still continue on and you are left there. Or sometimes, the footsteps beside you are gone - and you are just...walking alone.
Sometimes you think that you are singing a duet, but in the end you realized you are the only one singing. The other voice...is just your echo.
Sometimes you think you understand. But in fact, you don't at all. What you are understanding is your own thinking. Or sometimes you don't even know what you are thinking.
Just when you think that you are ready with your things, you have got everything prepared, and you are ready to begin something - the wind changes direction, it's blowing a different direction. And you are confused, things got messed up - left is right and right is left - and you just don't know what to do.
Just when you think that you start seeing things, all of a sudden they all turn against you. And you realized - actually you haven't seen anything at all.
Sometimes you think when you are walking down the street, you are not alone. You smile, you talk, and you feel that there's someone listening to you, laughing at your jokes and making you laugh. But in the end you realized it's just the breeze all this while, that touches you softly, that laughs at your jokes, that tickles you and makes you giggle.
Sometimes you think you have solved the problem, you feel so happy and proud of yourself. But when you step back a little, you realized - it's only the small tiny part of a whole complicated thing that you have solved. You got it all wrong - you thought it's simple, it's just like that - but now you have engaged yourself in a complex situation. You should not have solved the problem at the first place, you find it for yourself.
Sometimes you think you are strong. In fact, just with a slight push, you fell so easily and just can't muster up the courage to stand up again.
I just hate it when i'm too happy, there's always a sadness following closely behind each extreme happiness. And in the end, the magician cruelly reveals his last card.
It was merely just a trick.
There's this beat you know exactly how to play. But you just can't hit the right beat at the right time.
And it's a symbol.
Sometimes you think that you are walking together in the same pace. Sometimes you feel that the footsteps are the same. But no. When you stopped, the other footsteps still continue on and you are left there. Or sometimes, the footsteps beside you are gone - and you are just...walking alone.
Sometimes you think that you are singing a duet, but in the end you realized you are the only one singing. The other voice...is just your echo.
Sometimes you think you understand. But in fact, you don't at all. What you are understanding is your own thinking. Or sometimes you don't even know what you are thinking.
Just when you think that you are ready with your things, you have got everything prepared, and you are ready to begin something - the wind changes direction, it's blowing a different direction. And you are confused, things got messed up - left is right and right is left - and you just don't know what to do.
Just when you think that you start seeing things, all of a sudden they all turn against you. And you realized - actually you haven't seen anything at all.
Sometimes you think when you are walking down the street, you are not alone. You smile, you talk, and you feel that there's someone listening to you, laughing at your jokes and making you laugh. But in the end you realized it's just the breeze all this while, that touches you softly, that laughs at your jokes, that tickles you and makes you giggle.
Sometimes you think you have solved the problem, you feel so happy and proud of yourself. But when you step back a little, you realized - it's only the small tiny part of a whole complicated thing that you have solved. You got it all wrong - you thought it's simple, it's just like that - but now you have engaged yourself in a complex situation. You should not have solved the problem at the first place, you find it for yourself.
Sometimes you think you are strong. In fact, just with a slight push, you fell so easily and just can't muster up the courage to stand up again.
I just hate it when i'm too happy, there's always a sadness following closely behind each extreme happiness. And in the end, the magician cruelly reveals his last card.
It was merely just a trick.
HX (25th January 2010)
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