maybe its a phase that i've already passed.
maybe its an awakening moment.
maybe its solitary working at its best.
maybe its new people.
maybe its new love.
maybe its logical thinking.
maybe its nature.
maybe its another side i didn't see.
maybe its guilt.
maybe its just me.
maybe, well not maybe. it is time.
like a book with no ending.
like a dark tunnel with no light that beacons.
like a puzzle that will never fit.
like a daisy in the middle of a padi field.
like a black sky in mid afternoon.
the fact is, it will never happen, again.
maybe its an awakening moment.
maybe its solitary working at its best.
maybe its new people.
maybe its new love.
maybe its logical thinking.
maybe its nature.
maybe its another side i didn't see.
maybe its guilt.
maybe its just me.
maybe, well not maybe. it is time.
like a book with no ending.
like a dark tunnel with no light that beacons.
like a puzzle that will never fit.
like a daisy in the middle of a padi field.
like a black sky in mid afternoon.
the fact is, it will never happen, again.