Sunday, August 30, 2009


Finding a new way, in a crowded place.

searching for the old face , but yet , its not possible in this haze.

missing my old days , missing my people , I m lost in a new place.

wish i could go back to my own place.

to see the old face , roam in my own place.
why the things can never be same? why cant we change what we want?