If I could, i would have cry and walk on street at the same time.
Well, i didnt.
People would stare at me and wonder what happened to me.
If I could, i would have cry and walk on street at the same time.
Well, i didnt.
People would stare at me and wonder what happened to me.
My style of facing problem,
and getting myself out of emo situation
I know that I'm still myself.
This is a game of concentration.
Once i lose it, I'll lose to everything.
I think i've known/learnt more.
I'm just another mystery for myself that's yet to be solved.
I need to pick up some spirits,
on the lights.
Someone please shake my shoulders and shout into my ears,
'WAKE."
How they're changing,
how i'm changing,
how everything is changing.
Written in the days without internet connection