Hold on little girl...
Show me what he's done to you
Stand up little girl...
A broken heart can't be that bad
When it's through, it's through
Fate will twist the both of you
Show me what he's done to you
Stand up little girl...
A broken heart can't be that bad
When it's through, it's through
Fate will twist the both of you
I never wished ill tidings for the people who wronged me in the past. I am a firm believer of the cosmic rule on karma as well as the Golden Rule. I also believe in the law of averages. Especially now, more than ever.
As most of my friends know, five years ago, I went on a downhill spiral. Those were the days when I would find myself hanging around the Sunken Garden from late afternoon to early evening. Trying desperately to find direction. During those times, with my DLRC friends, slowly, I learned to get up again and starting with tiny baby steps, I learned to move on.
Now, I'm walking with big strides, and even strutting at times, I was forced to stop for a while, and look at what I've left.
It's true that sometimes, karma does bites us in the ass. Which reminded me of one particular night in Sunken, "my boys" and I were singing acoustic -- we love singing -- and I think we sang this song. It was supposed to mean something then... but it means a lot now.
The stanzas of the song pretty much said it.