Walking in the dark alley,
Looking around, people have
fun with their companion.
While, me
Walking helplessly needed air
that block the air ways. What happen? Had I been becoming unneeded to the human kind? I the unwanted child
being born in this world And it really hurt Being an average child living in
the genius family genes, I am nothing more than a parasite to them That really
is what I been thinking since the depression that kept on budging me when I
step to the world of adulthood. My world has change, why can’t I move on like what
I did to others? Motivated people, while if stay at the same spot for the last
3 years, why can’t I move on? Why won’t my feet take a step to the future?
Because I am scared
