i don't know where does this feeling belong.
for it has been murdering my thinking to play along
with the real world.
yes, it may not be my sword
because it has been a long time since i used it.
i have lost my great ability to see further.
i miss the old time where i used to hang around
with people that i should really care.
i lost the time to stay where i should have hanged
with people that i really care.
i cannot believe that i had neglected all those thinking.
they should have been thrown by my mouth.
i don't care if it really comes from the South;
all i really care is my nothing.
frankly, seriously,
i don't know what to do.
spare me some time to fix the unfix.
-frvrjak
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