moving nowhere, being left, missing.
Everybody's getting hard to reach
Too busy to catch up
Too young to think about forever, but
Too old to think that the world is just your playground
World is no longer revolved around you, so wake up
An old city with a crowded hopes yet empty heart
But there is a light inside those eyes
I don't know that the very same person could transformed into a brand new one in a glimpse of an eye.
Rely on a silent circle
We know silent is gold, but
Sometimes to tell the worth treasure is need to unmute the silence
—H
YOU ARE READING
A letter from her
Puisijust a some of my random thoughts that i put through words. [DISCLAIMER] Pardon my english. I'm still learning
