Yesterday I want to write something about you but I wrote nonsense there, no energy to write anything, but I suddenly feel wan to write many many things when I asked you something, you told me what's your feeling on me. And I wrote so many honestly to you, I really hope that you'll not thinking nonsense but you told me you've know all of it this morning. I felt happy on it! Not going to show off what I've wrote.
Actually now felling like can write anything now. My energy has been used up this morning to write my Malay and Chinese essay. One thing to say, I write about my mum again in the essay.
Au fil du temps,
Je me rends bien une chose,
c'est ...
Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi dans ma vie.
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary;
When troubles come and my heart burdened be;
Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,
Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;
You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;
I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
You raise me up... To more than I can be.
By WK Aug 09''