Blank...

empty blank ..
wish i could just complete my incompleteness..
how.. why ..
what is driving me..
confused..
yeah reluctant..
do i know it
or just pretending not to know..
or was it just a mirage..
or a living in a dream..
and reality is not actually reality
but just an impression
like bored unenthusiastic life ..
wish i could be a child again..
not bothering about anything..
i was so happy back then..
i just don't want to grow up..


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