For now
I don't really know
What my existence in the world really means
I'm tired of my living
I'm tired of my family
I'm tired of my friends
I'm tired of my home
And I'm tired of people around
I wish I could fly away
And leave all things behind
Feel free everytime
Don't care about anyone
Or anything...
Just go
And travel around the world
I wish I were bird...
Saturday, December 13, 2008
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