i always tell the world, i could make it on my own,
the only problem is, i dont know what i become,
went straight to my bed after another tired day,
i've not change, my clothes still laying on the floor,

and the kitchen toilet still have the ciggs smell,
the only place where i used to isolate myself,
where i sat down and typed my heart out, holding on,
to my cigarettes that has been kind to me these years,

went to our usual hangout, another weekend burnt,
before i had the chance to say goodbye to everyone,
i will be in a different enviroment, another place to stay,
these dark years seems to get better and better,

if you ask me how's life between these 2 years,
all i could remember is i broke so many promises,
just to start anew and i knew,
no one could give me more than what i could give,

and i will gather my treasured friends for the long years,
as we move on and see each other getting old and commited,
i am scared shitless but i know i won't be alone,
for the good years i had is more than enough to keep,

for such a long time,
and i cant get it any better!

2:36 PM