Staring outside the window,
Towards the grey clouds of rainy day,
Cannot breath, cannot swallow;
Only teardrops rushing, straight into bay.
Just woke up into reality;
All the truths now come haunting,
Bringing in the pain no one can see,
But the cut is deepen, keep overwhelming.
Skidded in demanding;
Where the inequalities were very clear,
It was something not worth gaining,
Getting hurt in the end, now regretting.
It was well-understood ;
That the slightest chance never exist,
Everything was foreordained,
It will never greets, always out of reach.
Wrapping myself in the blanket of silk;
Should stay where I belong in the beginning,
It is too late to cry over spilt milk,
Over the mistake of asking the wrong thing..
Lots of luv,