Such a fish in the small yet wide pond
All seemed so different, strange, and also lonesome
Like a sadness bird that flying above our head,
trying to build a nest on our head
and ruin our possibility of new positive perspective
You might say, die inside – life outside
Also the monotone of a movie screens we saw everyday
Is it only me, or you might see it too ?
is it only me, or maybe my time is freeze a few ?
Undertow of river
cry me like raven
pull me out of there
where a life can bear
a little brat like me
anandamanan 