again, still dont have any mood to write something (really)
important. Eehhm, maybe I have attacked by a weird virus called “imagination” (kyaaa
help me to make sure that Iam normal !?), today it does happen again, I wrote
some words in a piece of paper (that used to be my working note).
Living nowhere
Being unknown
Writing in such a quite room
Reading millions of books a day
Oh I wanna be free
Walking down the street
Breathing a fresh air
Capturing anything around
Seeing the beautiful sunrise
Flying into high blue sky
Oooh I wanna be free
Learning playing a guitar
Eating when Iam hungry
Sleeping at a quite night
And wake up in a new day
Again seeing the beautiful sunrise
Oooh I wanna live free
Is this looks like a song lyric or a poem? Whatever.
Surabaya, 16th October 2012
still, a lil bit melancholy,
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