so fuckin tired

Everything comes and goes around
Nothing immortal

People chattering, laughing, crying and holding hands together
Promising for better future, better life

Me
I’m just sitting on the different corner
Watching
Observing and then become
Jealous for something that I’ve never dream about in the recent years

I was wrong
I was wrong
For something in fantasy

This time
I want to do it right
To do it properly but it seems nothing in the right place
Everything is wrong

I’m still standing on my corner
Not moving
Not even talk and whisper

I’m so fuckin tired
Exhausted
I’m merely breathing

Waiting your hands
Before I die slowly