Knocking on the door to a place I would not want to let it in
Recently distant is all I felt, I don't know why.
A phase, some calls it, I wish I call it too.
November is closing in, that application form I must fill in.
Offer letter with condition is what I get.
22 years of life is what I lose.
I point my fingers at this excuse, but was it the right one?
Even I don't know, so who would understand?
Distant is self made, or it appears one time to test, the strength and bond of each other.
Even with this, I felt I am far away from where I am.
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