It was a long walk on a Friday afternoon,
feeling waywardly unable to pursue my
inner peace, maybe I'm just stubborn
to take what's best for me or am I not
looking at the right place to start.
I may find myself out of my own zone,
just to sense how lonely life without
the love for passion as passionately
as I am, I'm tired of it or me just
overcome it anyway, simply because
I never wanted it in the first place.
Maybe I'd like to retire anywhere else
not right now here, I'd like to be far,
far from where I started my love
down the endless emptiness of
what I really aiming for.
