Here.... I lay this body on the bed
Alone.... Just the sound of the radio accompanied me
My mind is out.... I'm an absent minded
Blaming myself for all my unability.... My weakness
But why should I blame myself?
Is there something wrong with me?
Is this wrong if I can't do what you want,
Is this a trouble if I'm not like what you expected
I have my own wish.... My own dreams
Although I can't reach them all
I wanna do what I believe
I wanna do what I like
I wanna do what I wanna do
Don't put me on your ideal form
I'm not like what you imagine
I'm not as good as what you think
I'm just a boy
I'm just a twenty one old boy
w.a.w.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
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