The Tower

The one who survives by making the lives

Of others worthwhile She's coming apart

Right before my eyes The one who depends on the services she renders

To those who come knocking She's seeing too clearly what she can't be

What understanding defies

She says I need not to need Or else a love with intuition

Someone who reaches out to my weakness and won't let go

I need not to need I've always been the tower

But now I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow

She turns out the light anticipating night falling Tenderly around her

And watches the dusk The words won't come

She carries the act so convincingly the fact is

Sometimes she believes it

That she can be happy the way things are Be happy with the things she's done

Reach out But hold back Where is safety

Reach out And hold back Where is the one who can save me

Where is the one

I feel like I'm the flower trying to bloom in snow

The danger and the power The friend and the foe

(Vienna Teng)

This has yet been the rainiest season I've ever experienced.. What with the floods all over the city, dark clouds and cold nights. I hate it. Too sad.. too lonely. I can't take it anymore. I'm starting to get impatient. But I know that the storm will soon be gone and over. Until then, Í'll just have to keep on waiting..