Think thing

Think,
Of one thing,
Not too many,
Just one to add in.

Nothing,
It became something,
Something out of nowhere,
Can lead you to somewhere.

Think,
About the thing,
That we spoke about,
What is it that we makes us proud?

Was it nothing?
Or was it something?
Was it the thing you think it is?
Or was it the thing you never think it will be?

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

And...

And so it wasn't you,
So it was someone else,
Apologies from me I begged,
For I mistook devil for an angel.

That friend was no friend,
She seemed to be an enemy,
Awaiting for something sweet,
A revenge maybe or maybe a victim.

And so I became her prey,
And you became a game to play,
I had believed that evil more than you,
I had been influenced to play the devil's role.

Now I know,
Who she really is,
A friend indeed she was,
But an enemy now she define.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Ruined

My art distorted,
You splashed acid,
My paints got ruined,
Special thanks to you!

A new plain paper,
I took to paint again,
You snatched it away,
And tore it to small pieces.

The blame on me,
Said I am not good,
Said my art is rubbish,
Called me a lying monster.

I took the blame,
With a smile on my face,
I took a new paper again,
To do what I've been doing.

And now I am alone,
Back to where I started,
So what's the big deal now?
I just have to start all over.

I am used to it,
I can surely do it,
I have survived the worst,
And this is what I call the best.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Thank You

It was nice,
Everything,
Was so pretty.

Thank you,
Dear friends,
You made my day.

I love you,
Couldn't do,
Enough to repay.

Thank you,
For being you,
Being my friend.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Angry

Heard you called,
I simply snapped,
Frowned at the words,
Cursed at your concerns.

I was fine before,
I chatted with Mr Fix,
But you came try to be him,
And you knew you can never be.

I know the genuinity,
Yet I just am annoyed,
I dunno why I am edgy,
It has got to do with you.

The way you try,
Makes my hair stand,
It freaks my daylight out,
I wish I could run far away.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Anger kills

My heart pumps,
In anger it beats,
With no intention,
It burst out its revenge.

My mind was in turmoil,
I was invinsible to that one,
Didn't know I'd react this way,
It was not the way I want it to be.

I shivered in anger,
My soul burn in pleasure,
I muttered a torturing curse,
My heart beats to kill that one.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts

Catch me

Will you,
Catch me?
But I doubt,
Still, will you?

I hate to know,
I don't need to know,
Don't tell me answers,
Forget all my questions.

Shut your ears,
Close your eyes,
Don't speak a word,
I'll stay a mile away.

I'd fall,
I just knew,
Hard ground awaits,
No one will catch me.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts