Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Glass Clear

Could I leave it there
Could I ask for salary
Could I remain silent
Could I walk straight on

-

I felt bluesy

Could I carry on my decision

Should I

or

May I

-

Wondering

Whether I could just follow my mind

With the authentic feel

With the original way

-

I had left it there?
with shelter?

Acquire others for help?

To take good care?

Perhaps,
better than me?

No

I know I will not

-

Yea

I had calm down

I made my decision

I won't bother again

Yet,
I will just enjoy it

I won't make a boss shot

Till the reaching of stars

 

 

 

 

 

bid goodbye...

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