August 2013
I am not a slave or stupid,
Being smart and shrewd,
Just in front of you,
Become so crazy and teenage rude…
Running away – doesn’t save,
If only showing one’s true self; but again
Under the mask of indifference,
I still pretend playing the game..
And as if accidentally throwing - hey…
Still wonder if there is an end to this unvalued
Cat-and-mouse game?
Fell in love wit him? - ei, in any case,
But all the cosmic space is sleeping in his gaze.
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