Under the dazzling lights
is where I am sitting
Blaring horns is what I am hearing
In front of me, there are two strangers
They sat at my table as I permitted
I am not alone,yet I still feel it
Everytime I face so many strangers
Full of teens,full of many relationships
Though I don't care at all,I still have what ifs
When is my turn?Or do I have to wait?
What if I meant to be single forever?
What if in this crowd,there is my soulmate
What if, I should focus on myself first?
Blaring horns start to reach my inner ear
In just passing by you can feel
that they're so eager
I bet their butt get so
warm with their chair
Like the way I sit here
where grass mat are greener
Just how the car stays
at every crossing roads
How they face every
vehicles and every kind of people
Standing too long for
numbers to become green
I'm stuck with the cycle of waiting,
unless I take a risk
As I step on my boundaries
two things can happen,
get my violation ticket
or die by facing every obstacles
Unless I have a power to avoid it
Unless I'm the luckiest,
only if the universe agrees
