<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963129735013812717</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:15:38.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melo-lovess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4963129735013812717/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melo-lovess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>melo</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsjYZ3gjxjA/SXKJCLyJGnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nNunWR4x9kc/S220/DSC00327.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963129735013812717.post-4852291295360051737</id><published>2009-05-19T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:01:04.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;so near yet so far,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;would you pick me up when i fall?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you used to be the first,&lt;br /&gt;but you decided to slow down and now you're the last.&lt;br /&gt;i feel distant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gsjYZ3gjxjA/SXKJCLyJGnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nNunWR4x9kc/S220/DSC00327.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963129735013812717.post-5984066107863156750</id><published>2009-05-18T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T07:15:01.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;why can't i have a break when i want to?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i thought i heard you sigh and call my name, but i choose to believe my ears deceived me, i know you wouldn't, when i turn back, i saw nothing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's only 2 people who'd know me.&lt;br /&gt;that'd be God and myself.&lt;br /&gt;i spend 17 hours everyday in school, school work and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;7 hours to relieve my stress.&lt;br /&gt;you won't understand me within such short hours everyday.&lt;br /&gt;you think you know me well?&lt;br /&gt;you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i just try my best to behave the way you want me to.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try,&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just appreciate it for once.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how stressed i feel,&lt;br /&gt;you're of a different generation.&lt;br /&gt;and the purpose of my life is not succeeding in things you failed in,&lt;br /&gt;or continuing the your successes.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care about your interests,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to try to understand either.&lt;br /&gt;if i said playing pool is stupid,&lt;br /&gt;it's just taking a stupid stick to hit balls into holes,&lt;br /&gt;or that collecting precious moment figurines is stupid,&lt;br /&gt;it's just clay shaped into cartoon and painted.&lt;br /&gt;would you be happy?&lt;br /&gt;you'd go like i don't see the art in them.&lt;br /&gt;same goes for my interests.&lt;br /&gt;i don't think korean language is barbaric,&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think being a musician is  a disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;i see art in korean drama, are you not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;you don't see art in it, neither do you appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;drama is a form of art.&lt;br /&gt;also, music is art.&lt;br /&gt;you don't see it, that's your problem.&lt;br /&gt;it's the same.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not your duplicate, my job is not to be you.&lt;br /&gt;you always see things from the outside and assume without reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;when you see me cry,&lt;br /&gt;have you thought of why.&lt;br /&gt;when you see me not answering you,&lt;br /&gt;have you thought of why.&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what people are best at?&lt;br /&gt;assumptions without using a bit brain to just think about the reasons for happening?&lt;br /&gt;i try to understand,&lt;br /&gt;i know you'd get stress over life too.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of how i feel?&lt;br /&gt;why don't you try putting yourself in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;being ignored everytime, everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;when i die,&lt;br /&gt;i bet you'd drink your best wine and vodka,&lt;br /&gt;celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one would go to the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;it's like i don't exist,&lt;br /&gt;when i die,&lt;br /&gt;no one is going to care.&lt;br /&gt;do you know why i use the computer?&lt;br /&gt;so i don't need to suffer from all this stress,&lt;br /&gt;it's a time for me to relieve it,&lt;br /&gt;it's because my friends are not with me at home,&lt;br /&gt;but they can go online and i can talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm ignored at home.&lt;br /&gt;you think i don't know i'm ignorant?&lt;br /&gt;i'm aware of that, just that i refuse to care.&lt;br /&gt;can't i?&lt;br /&gt;why can't you be proud of me? even once?&lt;br /&gt;getting a b for english makes me feel happy,&lt;br /&gt;cos i failed previously.&lt;br /&gt;you're not with me 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;you know how i behave somewhere else?&lt;br /&gt;i don't express my feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;i write/type it out.&lt;br /&gt;i just behave the way people want me to.&lt;br /&gt;i have no rights,&lt;br /&gt;i'm not suppose to make my stands clear,&lt;br /&gt;cos it worsens everything.&lt;br /&gt;is it because it's a pain to see me cry,&lt;br /&gt;or is it because seeing me cry in public will spoil your reputation.&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;if i cry, why can't you offer me paper napkins to dry my tears?&lt;br /&gt;you just glare and gab.&lt;br /&gt;gabbing is a pain then why put yourself in pain?&lt;br /&gt;why are you doing something that is a lose-lose situation.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know me,&lt;br /&gt;neither do i see you trying your best to.&lt;br /&gt;i make sure if one day i ever commit suicide,&lt;br /&gt;you people would be the ones who'd weep&lt;br /&gt;and finally realise my side of the story,&lt;br /&gt;cos you don't.&lt;br /&gt;and the you, obviously means many people,&lt;br /&gt;but i chose to use some people for examples,&lt;br /&gt;they just proved to me their good ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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