As I pickup speed, in my daily walk,
Neighborhood that I passed, block after block,
Do they know how I feel, in this heart that I’ve locked?
They don’t really care, in all that small talk.
That’s why I run, especially in the rain,
So I clear my mind, so I could remain sane,
Might take me sometime, hope that I won’t faint,
If I patiently wait, I believe that I’ll gain
When the rain pours, I lower down my pace,
I simply let it flows, straight down my face,
Made me stop for awhile, and begun to gazed
I suppose this is life, a never ending haze…
2 comments:
can feel it.. really like it :)
thanks shana....!
baru start bacer ja nyer blog ek...?thanks for dropping by...!
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