inevitable.

'like lessons in life,
it's inevitable.
like getting older,
it's inevitable.

once somebody said,
die young or live forever.
none is great.

dying young,
definitely not nice.
living forever,
definitely boring.

just have to walk it through,
the way it's meant to be.
sometimes even losing,
some we like,
some we love very much.

that's when life,
happens.

getting some,
losing some.
keeping some,
letting go some.

inevitable.

damn.

lots talking english,
some talk italian,
some talk french,
and many others,
talk many others.

lots drinking coffees,
some drink teas,
some drink juices,
and many others,
drink many others.

i am not talking,
i am not drinking.

damn.

it doesn't seem like how it looks.

Through the glass door,
windows.
Beautiful outside.
Seem tranquil,
looking from here.

Still I choose to stay in.
After all,
it doesn't seem like how it looks.
It doesn't seem like how it looks.

One step out the door,
everything's different.
People walk in fear,
bags are always held front and tight.
Just a small example.

How come?
Everything's so nice here,
but people live in prejudice?
No,
I don't know why at all.

What I know is,
I will enjoy this for a little while,
and leave it behind.

For another place,
not this beautiful seen through a glass door and windows,
but I will choose to step out the door.

It definitely doesn't seem like how it looks.

missing me.

Bound by many miles,
back here where life seems paused.
But there's always light,
in many darks.

It's a white,
new upcoming year.
Not too much,
not little,
just nice.

Wake early in the morning,
proceed with days.
Different places,
the same me.

Another chance to see,
and feel all.
I miss few days ago,
miss it all.

Will miss this too.
But home is where I belong.