Thursday, February 18, 2010

lotsa fullstop.

i am in a dead road.
at the end of a tunnel whick doesnt have any ends.
finding a way out.
at least a glance of light.
i'm stuck.
no where to turn.

i was hoping.
maybe YOU might be my helper.
all of a sudden.
u disappear.
all the thought of relying on you,
crying on your shoulder.

and what left,
is only me.

ezza's philosophy: know the right time to talk. sometimes it might killing other people feelings only by words.