Random poem

Knock down

Sitting by the roadside,

vehicles zooming past me.

Honking can be heard,

it's so intensive.

Long, huge, small,

all sorts of vehicles.

Staring at those wheel those vehicles had,

often imagine.

Imagine myself under all those wheels.

How great?

No more troubles, no more shits.

Those shits is so tiring.

So hurtful...

But I thought that going under those wheels not as hurtful as being hurt.

Wishing for this to happened.

How difficult?

Very.

Those very tempting wheels,

think about where I will stay after that.

I wish for that, hard.

Nobody will disturb my sleeps.

Nobody will judge me.

Nobody will compare me.

Nobody to trouble things.

Nobody else. Except me.

There's nothing more I could ever thought of.

Except that.

Run down by a vehicles.

Ever wonder what was the impact gonna be.

Great? or pain?

There's so many reason to be great.

There's no reason to be painful.

Cause' I guess nothing will hurt more then being hurt.

I walk towards the busy road.
Boom!

I flew away.

This world,

I'm so sorry.

I'm just too tired to carry on in this world.

Let me move to my other world.