is it me?
or is the clock in a slow motion mode?

is it me?
or is the night really that quiet?

i've never really slowed down
kept so quiet, stopped moving
to silently listen to my surroundings.

and when i do..

i hear nothing.

is the night really supposed to be this quiet?
or is it me again?

i guess its me.
always visualising a night to be noisy,
blastering with motors, engines,
crazy people still partying late at night.

i guess thats the life i wanted.
but all of a sudden,
everything came to a halt.

for a min or so
which felt like a year
everything paused to where it should be.

my heart stopped beating.
i could no longer see anything
my vision blurred
and i could no longer utter a word.

so i kept real still
real quiet
and listened.

for the first time.

i listened to my surroundings

silence ate up everything i had.
swolled me down its gutter
and now, i'm like a vomit
waiting to be puked out.

i need a pillar


bye.

应该放晴的天气
还下雨别这样下去
我难过但是说不出口

一直逃避我以为闭上眼睛就能忘记

别握住我的手说我一定会懂
作不成的爱人变成最好朋友

别牵著我的手想著别人脸孔
换个方式牵手并不会更好过

可不可以不作你的朋友