my world is all the same
eye through the same perspective
it was all me and myself
there are thoughts
I still couldn't figure out
and memories which hurts
it's not that easy
to be left alone with no choice
I wish there be alternative
if there was any,
wouldn't I opt for apple
rather than the rough pineapple
for everytime I swallow
it place me in agony
in vibrations with guiltiness
I wish there be company around but
none like seriousness vibe I emit
a medicine for a trouble heart
is not to hoard but share
all i do is store it like
it's for the winter supplies
and I would starve without it
I carry alot luggage inside me
bugging me slow and tired
I wish someday one would see
and hear me out
until I'm free and out.