Lately, things just get rougher and harder each and everyday. Sometimes I feel like I don't belong here. Walking around with some pencils and papers, trying to get inspirations.
I could just sit in front of some people and hear their sayings but I can't listen to any of those words.
I could walk under the subway but only hear few whispers.
I could see many colours around me but my eyes will locked on brown-coloured things.
I could solve hundreds of Math problems but in my mind, I couldn't stop thinking about you.
I was hoping that you could be here with me.
I was so lonely that I could close my eyes and cry.
I was so lonely that I could scream and not hear anything.
I was so lonely that I could listen to Rachmaninoff's Piano Concerto and burst into tears within seconds.
I was so lonely that I could see your shadows everywhere with me.
Hoping that you're really here with me.
