Sitting in corner,
Watching some people taking picture with any pose,
Sometimes I felt wonder,
What it suppose to be ?
Sitting in front of my pc,
Drinking juice and eating noodle,
Thinking and writing a poetry,
While the music playing around me.
If I can count,
There is already more than 50 picture,
2 of them making memories,
Like the old day that I used to be.
I sit there and wonder,
Like they are wonder why I am alone in this corner,
Happy face, smile teeth,
People create a lot of memories.
The rain pass and become a rainbow,
The life pass and become memory,
The hard situasions come and ruin your day,
But in the end, there is always a ending.
You may suffer,
You may lose,
But you not give up,
Because life will take you up.
Sitting alone in the corner,
Who I am ?
