under the same sky,
on the same piece of land on this earth.
in the same area,
theres people who are like me.

sitting alone, jus to tink.
to seek for peace outside our warm refuge.
to seek answers from the clear blue sky.
trying to tink and absorb,
understand what things are.

staring up, this piece of sky,
stars behind the clouds.
the big round moon,
went into hiding.
a sign. a warning. the sky is abt to burst into tears.
welled up for such a long tyme.
it's ready to cry.
to release the tears and to recover.
to let the dam flow.
and let its emotions generate like normal again.

staring up,
i wonder where they are.
are they happy and enjoying their life?
or are they like me?
struggling to find the ryte thing?
stuck and trapped.
is this how everyone goes through in life?

sometimes,
i wish i was a better person.