To hear for an answer, at least give me something,
So I could move on, rather than I’ll be rusting,
It hurts me inside, when simply hear nothing..
To me you’re a shadow, which kept on following,
The wind at my hair, kept blowing and blowing,
Ball is at your court, it just stop rolling,
Your time to make a move, before it start fading..
Been walking pointlessly, while searching the answer,
I drag my feet, even stumble on water,
When should I stop, I begin to wonder,
I don’t feel tired, so I guess it’ll be never…
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