needyfun's Blog

we share everything. things that matters and things that doesn't. who knows what matters to you, me, him,her, them. Exactly!!! who knows!
 you may think about it
someone may put in place plans to carry it out
someone else may not think about it but do it
 we share
we share thoughts. those that are voiced out and those that may never carry a sound.
we all want so much we forget to share the little we have
Sharing what you have will give someone hope, bring a smile to a face that has never known how to smile.
YES! There's someone who even now knows not the joy in smiling. they smile because is something people do.
i watched the TV tonight and i think to myself " i can share what i have. i can actually help people who are experiencing famine in Africa. of cause, i may not be able to go and offer something but i can actually share my voice with them. making it known that they are not alone.
We share by even watching the news and sympathizing with them.
we share hope, sadness, hunger,fulfillment, joy etc.
i'm in Africa and i've never known the true meaning of famine. I'm lucky and i'm going to share my luck.
i pray that God intervene in his time. 
happiness doesn't make life worth living. is the ups and downs that makes life worth living.
after reading this blog know that you've shared what you have by just the knowledge that we share.

always remember, WE SHARE.

I ALWAYS FIND MYSELF WONDERING WHY? I THINK OF THE WORD WHY? EACH DAY FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER. MANY MAY SAY I AM FORTUNATE TO HAVE BOTH PARENTS STILL ALIVE BUT I KNOW IS NOT SWEET , IT TASTES BITTER IN MY MOUTH. IS IT WORTH HAVING A MOTHER WHO DON'T HUG YOU, TELL YOU,YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, WHO KNOWS YOUR LIKES AND DISLIKE? I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR ANSWER MAY BE BUT MINE IS NO,IS NOT WITH IT.I HAVE A FATHER BUT I TALK TO MY STRANGERS MORE THAN I DO TALK WITH MY FATHER. I'VE GONE YEARS WITHOUT SEEING OR HEARING FROM MY PARENTS? THROUGH DARKNESS I HOLD MY FEARS TO MY HEART COS I KNOW THERE'S NO ONE TO COMFORT ME.

I SO MUCH WISH TO CALL SOMEONE MOM, DAD WITH ALL THE LOVE I HAVE BEEN DENIED. THEY ALWAYS BLAME IT ON POVERTY, GONE TO SEEK GREENER PASTURES. WOULDN'T IT BE BETTER TO LOVE AND SEE MY FACE THAN STRUGGLE ELSEWHERE WITHOUT KNOWING MY WELL BEING? I ASK WHY DO I GO THROUGH THE PAIN OF HAVING PARENTS JUST FOR THE WORD. WILL YOU BE MY PARENT? I NEED YOU TO NEED ME. I NEVER CALL MY PARENTS DAD OR MOM COS IT TASTES SO BITTER IN MY MOTHER.

LET ME CALL YOU MOM,DAD COS I KNOW IT IS A SWEET WORD.,...................................MY PLEA