Sitting in corner cafe,
Try to write something beautiful, better than usually.
Let the sun burn my skin, the afternoon will pass sooner.
Enjoy a cold coffee, listen a romantic music alone in this place.
Try to think about some romantic poetry, try to not make a sad one like before.
Feel the air, feel everything around me.
The music play so loud in my ears, make another sound fade away.
This is me in my little world.
Put a lot of word together in one page,
Waiting for someone come and ask me something different.
Sitting and writing all alone,
Try to kill some boring time before go home and end the day in the bed.
Life feel really short when I am here, in my little world.
Try to put everything in the right place, try to kill all the nonsense that I am feel.
Didn’t want to let my imaginasions kill all beautiful things around me, because all I feel just dark and hard to explain.
Didn’t want to put any hope up, because in the end of my day, it just me with all my wild imaginasions.
Everything and anything, is just on my mind.
In my dream, a place that I can build everything inside without let anyone come in.
Sitting alone in this place, drink a glass of ice coffee.
Without any friend that come near me, without anyone to talk.
Let the sun burn my skin, the afternoon will pass sooner.
I am all alone and own this place in my mind.
