An old red cement flooring,
Empty walls painted in gray,
Litted by a faint yellowish bulb,
A cozy place to sit with a person by my side.

Holding tightly as the ice candy melts,
Burning my palm with its coldness.
In this awkward state hiding in silence
I want to break it but maybe just comfort myself.

Didn't you notice that, maybe because you are busy;
Staring at that noisy tv.
Do you want to do something else?
Do you want to go somewhere?
Didn't you notice I was struggling my mind?
I wanna know if you do.

Cold coffee, never litted cigarettes
People shivering at the bus stops
Thick fog, chill morning
I watch as birds race the sky
Puddles grow bigger on the pavement
Drowning dead grass stalks
We’ve got lost in everything
From lies to sincere kisses
Comforting touches to sleepless nights
I’ve lost hope
Do you think we will ever go back?
We’ve lost us

I know I drink too much,
I know I speak of you everytime,
I know it was my fault,
I know you could have been mine,
I know I didn't say you things that should have been told,
I know that I wasn't too bold to face you,
because of the diffrences that we had,
Because you my lady were a scholar,
And I was a backseat lad.
Days didn't go by,
Years wasn't counted,
seeing you and the sun shine,
I don't how many layers of feelings have been mounted,
stay still girl...As your hair trembles down'
to lashes of your eyes,
your dimples on your cheeks,
the curvature of your smile,
they all are like the full litted moon,
on the backdrop of my night.
You see I drink too much,
And yes I do speak of you everytime,
And I love you too much ,
for you to have been mine

I never understood the meanings of birthday
Or why people celebrates it

Another year of survival
Or another year closer to death

Random strangers getting together
To sing in unison and rejoice

For what uncanny thoughts there are
Behind the dim-litted candles
And the cake you once so loved

Force a smile and fake a wish
To ones who burns your dreams

It's just another ordinary day to me
To live a life like how it should be

I'm very distant from the City
There are no organs, just guts,
just ghastly, random blood
that mystify not me.
Trivial things, I mind
awakening to the trickle of the rain water
I, am not absorbed by the plague;
Just a little bit lost in the well-litted room.