Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Early works... TOO LATE

circa 1990

TOO LATE


Maybe I'm late
for this grand date.
In a world full of hate
whatever is the date.

Sitting beside you
Here with nothing to do
But to look at who..

Everybody left you alone
like a piece of unwanted stone.
Everyone's cheering.
I don't mind what's happening.

I feel so unhappy;
like everything's on me.
I with the time to be..
its going to be merry.

I cry over spilled milk.
Drying myself with silk.
Just when I quit,
then I got to sit..
Nuninuninu..  A little edit here..  A little edit there.. Ahahahahaha..  Busted!!

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