a simple room

I can’t sleep

I wanna do something

But I don’t know what it is

I can’t think

Just looking at myself

And think of someone else.

I wanna tell the world

That I wanna have a simple room

A place for myself

Everything spins so slow

For me, for my everyday dream

Head full of imagination

With myself disguised.

I can’t write

‘bout my extra ordinary composition

‘cuz I can’t see my face

in my head full of imagination.

Is this it?

Cuz I still remain the same,

Till now…



9/13/03

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