House of Ryanne: Miss Invisible

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Miss Invisible

I had this song for a while. I was checking out my old external hard drive today and I found this song. Now I am addicted to it!!

Dedicate to all the people who feels like the song.
You are not alone. There are other Mr/Miss Invisible around too...

I feel this song because at this moment, I am feeling a little negative. Maybe due to stress or something... But the thing is... I am your average girl. A face you see and won't notice. A name you read and won't remember. A smile you look at and won't care.

I pray that tomorrow will be a better day. I hope that tomorrow I can find that potential hidden within me.

PS : Today I did something that I feel terribly guilty of. I had NEVER quitted anything before. But this time. Wake up call... I finally know my limits. Millions apologies to those who I've disappointed.

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Inspiration Within

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!