The moon seems to utter something.
The drifting grey clouds urge me to fantasize about the impossible.
Really...its ridiculous...
The quiet night,
the torturous silent,
makes once again my eyes water.
Really....its ridiculous...
The urgency which i felt abit before,
the tightning of my heart,
seems to be taking over,
making my resolve crack
my struggling resolve..
Really....its ridiculous...
But the anxiety abt tmrow,
The wonderful events bound to impress my life.
Once again, tape the crack,
...like the every other day...
Really... this is ridiculous...!
