Inquest
Thoughts running on my mind
have solutions that are hard to find.
It's not even hard to look behind;
lot of things 'bout you that made me remind.
Smell of the rain that drops,
every notifications that pops,
malls, stalls and bookshops,
and how time stops.
How did you do that? What did you do?
Why do I always fall for you?
How come it's always you,
even if you don't feel the same way too?
Those inquests are making me insane,
but the biggest inquest in my brain,
that it always complain;
In your heart, does she still remain?
*note : inquest is another word for question
—pray. believe. fight.
