Pause

More like a drama,
There's life that live,
Involves almost everything,
It was being summarize in novels and drama,
But as usual,
There's always more to that,
Even for the sake of chasing happiness.

Likewise,
Trying to write the story of my life,
Like how they sung their own eyes,
How the mind and heart talk together,
Gaining thousands of answer, reasons and question,
In the end,
Just in the end.

I'll be likely wanting to say more,
When i do speak,
Somehow it sounds like a bluff or just another empty talk,
I don't ask for it though hunger of it,
As usual that is,
What is written,
Reading the meaning seems to be harder,
So does saying it,
After all,
It's just me,
Me and my book.