Seems like street lights, glowing. Happen to be just like moments, passing. In front of me, so i hoped in the cab and I paid my fare. See, I know my destination. I'm just not there in the streets. In the streets. Life just not fair...
Sunday, June 28, 2009
there seems to be some sort of weird energy flowing through me. i feel like doing more songs every time and it's getting into me. it feels good, its like an addiction, but a good one.
