Friday, 13 April 2012

Other Side of the World

Over the sea and far away
Went on a visit again.
She's waiting like an Iceberg
 Brought the results as usual
Waiting to change, 
Same date, same place.
But she's cold inside
Nothing changes. Except that I brought a friend.
She wants to be like
A teacher, really.
the water,
The first visitor. I don't know if she will be the last.

All the muscles tighten in her face
We get on the bus to the columbarium.  
Buries her soul in one embrace
It's quiet, just like any regular visit I made.
They're one and the same
Just that I'm going to show my teacher where my grandmother has taken pernament residence
Just like water
 It's very personal. But I feel she has a right to know.

Then the fire fades away
 We visit her father first. She smiles when she sees him, and introduces me to him.
But most of everyday
Her offering is merely a simple breakfast of a hotdog bun and milk
Is full of tired excuses
It's evident how much she dotes on me.
But it's too hard to say
I don't deserve it.
I wish it were simple
There are things that I am not entirely truthful about
But we give up easily
But I plan to keep it like that
You're close enough to see that
Until the time is right, she will come to know
You're.... the other side of the world
She's the one who knows me best
to me 
My other mum.

On comes the panic light
We now go to visit my grandmother.
Holding on with fingers
Her eyes fall on her portrait
and feelings alike
And the one next to it.
But the time has come
That's a side of a family history I don't mention
To move along 
It's kinda sad actually

Then the fire fades away
 She wipes the portrait clean and examines the dates on the slates
But most of everyday
I point out the birthdates and the day in between
Is full of tired excuses
She smiles and makes small talk with my grandmother.
But it's too hard to say
 Even though they haven't met
I wish it were simple
She knows alot about her and me
But we give up easily
It's that something we have
You're close enough to see that
Just that my grandmother isn't here anymore
 
You're.... the other side of the world
She can't see what I'm doing now.

Can you help me?
 I don't know what else to do
Can you let me go
 I feel lost without her
And can you still love me
Hurts a little bit now
 
When you can't see me anymore
I still think it's my fault

Then the fire fades away
There are people who keep telling me not
most of everyday
I want to believe them. But the inner demon says otherwise
Is full of tired excuses
 He/she still has the hand around my neck
But it's too hard to say
 I'm wearing a smile I cannot seem to wipe off my face
I wish it were simple
 My teacher's here
But we give up easily
She know's what I'm going through now.
You're close enough to see that 
The guilt, agony...
You're.... the other side of the world
She's on the other side. There's nothing I can do
Ohh.... the other side of the world
Just go through my life as it is now.
You're.... the other side of the world
I'm never gonna see her again.
To me.
sucks.

The other side. 

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