Look around, many people there.
Open stand, wait while watching and reading my book.
Am I gonna sell it ?
With a friend, try to make a living.
The place is huge and cold.
Many oldman, many woman.
Sometimes, there is nobody here.
Dont want to give up yet.
A lot of day passed, sell nothing.
Sometimes, I sell a pack.
Another day ? There is nothing.
Spend it for coffee and food,
Wish I can pass each day peacefully.
I am a mess and I am tired.
Still living, mean I should keep fighting.
Dont want to care a lot about people, just keep going.
Wishing everything will be great in future.
