Tuesday, December 15, 2009

nota 4 pagi bukit bintang.

i only see shadows walking pass by
orange, blue, yellow were the themes
midnight chatters were the music
late night thoughts were the lyrics

i saw ten thousand ants crawling up
my feet
i felt ten thousand nano mites under my skin
this could be either the strangest or the shittiest
feeling ever.

but i walked through it like how everyone does
it tickles at times, it also hurts...most of the time
and it still doesn't change the fact that

i am who i fucking am.

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