Syakila Hisam

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I’ll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops. Weakened by my soulful cries. Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own back yard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I

24/4/2013 3.28am Aku tahu jika aku memilih untuk bersama kau Aku akan jadi perempuan yang paling bahagia di dunia Aku akan sentiasa rasa disayangi Aku akan sentiasa rasa dimanja-manja Aku akan sentiasa mengukir senyuman Aku akan sentiasa ketawa riang Senang cerita Kalau aku pilih untuk bersama dengan kau Aku lah perempuan yang paling bertuah Tapi Sayang, Hati aku tak pernah berhenti dari rindu si dia Jadi Sayang Biarlah aku jadi perempuan yang paling rugi dalam dunia demi si dia.

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