Sometimes I hum out of tune.
Sometimes, I tunefully sing a song o' sixpence.
I chirp like a beautiful nightingale
and my words are punctuated
with laughter and gurgles...
sometimes, they are dipped in sorrow
and convey that I am down in the pits of hell,
My hummings, my dear friends,
you have all heard
you have all appreciated.
Even the few words I get in response,
I feel pleased.
I coo in pleasure.
You guys have all kept my words pouring.
I appreciate!
 

A loneliness steals into me. I make all the noise I can to cover the silence inside of me. That core is as secret as Tutankhamen's tomb used to be, before John Carter decided to rip it.
Mine - it is still a secret...
Like the tin man, I feel not that my heart is alive.
It's songs are unheard. Its wonders unfelt.

There seems to be no chink in the armour around it, that i can widen and get into.
But suddenly, I feel someone sitting in there, calling out to me.
Who is it?
Who found the way in there without my knowledge or permission?
Who dares?
But....
I still can't find the chink in the armour around my heart?
How did that person find a way inside my heart when I knew not the way myself?
Maybe one day, I shall find the answer to that...
Till then, I shall guard this secret and maybe find the voice of my heart,
the one that has fallen silent for so long....

truth

The truth of the matter is....? Now really, what is truth. How can you beleive truth is just what one person says and not what the pther person says? Its jsut that truth is truth, is it?
What one person perceives as the truth may not be what another person perceives it to be. When one person sees a movie, the things he notices about it is different than what another person who sees it notices. What you may see when you see a brawl is not what i saw. Yes, both of us saw them tearing at each other's hair and calling the other person names. But who started it?
Who knows? Do we care?
Nopes. Not my business. :-)
Aye, That's what they say.
What is truth, then?
Is it what we see?
What happened?
What we perceive?
What we hear?