Lirik Weak Novels & Stories

I want the real you. ...if you are fearless be fearless... ...if you are strong be strong... ...if you felt scared be scared... ...if you felt weak be weak... ...I don't want you to pretend to be someone you are not. Because by doing so, you will weigh us all down and the few of us cannot pull you all up once the worst happened. ... Our weaknesses will not define us, let's embrace them and work together to overcome them... ...I want the strong to uplift and protect the weak...

Why I was a born as a girl? They say I'm weak. They say not I'm not strong enough. Because I'm q girl.... Have a useless power. I can sense something that i know. I can make a duplica to my self and of course i can copy an living creature identity

This is what Aira conveyed through her actions and the lyrics of the song: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oerowoseo eotteokae (I’m lonely, what do I do ?) Miummajeo samkyeosseo (So I swallowed up even the hate) Hwanael himdo eopseo (I have no strength to get mad) Yeoyudo eopgo (No time either) Mwo geuri anikkowa (What is so upsetting for you ?) Gadeon gil geunyang ga (Just go on your way) Waedeul geurae seoreopge

I can't believe he was trying to make me see that I love Grace, I don't fucking love her, I just want her Her body Love is for the weak

For now, Shakira was going to tell me about my weaknesses and my strongest points, which I should hold on to, as well as pointers for writing a song. “What type of lyrics do you write?” Shakira asked. "Slow and depressing,” I laughed, and she laughed along. “I get that; we want to wow the audience, so you have to make your voice a bit stronger when you are singing,” she said, and I nodded. I brought out an unfinished draft of the song I was writing and showed it to Shakira. “Wow, wonderful lyrics,” she said. She has to call in the keyboardist so that I can sing my song with an instrumental.

'pity is one of people's soft weakness' Kadalasan sa mga tao madali lang maawa kaya ang resulta lagi silang inaapi at nasasaktan dahil lagi nilang pinapairal ang awa sa isang tao na hindi naman karapat dapat ng awa na binibigay mo. Dahil kung paiiralin mo ang awa ay Hindi ka magiging malakas at magiging matibay. Umalingawngaw sa loob ng silid na kinaroroonan namin ang sigaw ng lalaking nasa harap ko.

This is what Aira conveyed through her actions and the lyrics of the song: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oerowoseo eotteokae (I’m lonely, what do I do ?) Miummajeo samkyeosseo (So I swallowed up even the hate) Hwanael himdo eopseo (I have no strength to get mad) Yeoyudo eopgo (No time either) Mwo geuri anikkowa (What is so upsetting for you ?) Gadeon gil geunyang ga (Just go on your way) Waedeul geurae seoreopge

I whispered, but she ignored it. "Why did you fainted?" She asked. "Why?" "Because I wanted to know" "Are you going to cure me if I told you the reason?" "No, still I wanted to know." "You don't have to." "Are you scared of being weak or letting someone know that you have a weak spot? You know what? It's okay to be weak sometimes than to pretend you're always strong. Everyone can be weak, no one is strong except God." "Shut up or I'll kick you out. I'm sleeping, you're too loud."

"Gigi listen i am sorry you have to go through this. but it's way better than being rejected by him. believe me for a werwolf nothing is more painful than being rejected by their mate. and those who got rejected ended up insane or commit sucide and hell i won't ket that happen to my stinky pinky!" Four tried to explain but my mind was a huge mess at the moment. all i said was give me sometime to sort everything out and blocked him out of my mind. will he reject me because i am a Human! A WEAK HUMAN!!!! but i am not Human heck i am not Weak! i am the strongest one out there! More strong than any other werwolf doesn't matter if he or she.

Although he had seen me in my most defenseless state , there was this hesitation in the back of my mind. " Sophia , look at me." Taking a deep breath, I looked at him. His piercing gaze was fixed intently on me yet nothing was discomforting about it. " You're not weak and you're definitely not behaving like a baby . That was indeed a dreaded experience you had there and all this has been overwhelming which is not helping your emotions. It's okay to cry, to let out but that doesn't make you weak. So don't you dare call yourself weak. You're one strong woman, Sophia." The amount of sincerity in his voice had my heart melted into a puddle. The love I had for this man was increasing every day.