July 21, 2010

a piece of trash

i'm sorry
i can't afford a better shelter for you.

too many things make you feel uncomfortable being here.
lack of this.lack of that.

i know how you feel.
because i have the same feelings.
if i know the feeling,
i can imagine what more if it's you.
maybe yours are beyond than mine.

90% insecured.
less freedom.
full of boredom.
almost every action has its limitation.

every time i try to make you feel better,
you make me feels useless.
what i said fly to no direction.
what i do is merely a doll's action.

maybe time heals better than i do.
or maybe we are driving too fast.

not a painkiller,