trickling down the window pane, condensing morning dew
a breather of the fresh, air thats been renewed
cold infecting my immune system, producing flue
throat feeling dry and rough, like sandpaper, yeah its true

been trapped in a dream, i would never wake up
forced to be awaken, as the wind build up
having semi-frostbite, aint causing this tears
dreamt of a girl, my heart been longing for years

Label : as i woke up

im hustling off.

peace im out

messed in a situation, truly it stinks
a pitch of black, dropped upon ma surroundings
cola shaken, action bursting without compassion
sinking in regret, a surgery of contraction

like a tap, turn to full blast overflowing
reaction void, all numb ain't feeling a thing
a simple apology, ain't getting reception
thoughts of illusions, sick of repetition

Label: contraction = a stage in wound healing

aye waddup?
im sick today.
running nose to the headache im getting.
nothing much happened in school.

im feeling all better now after ma homies home-visited me.
haha not because im sick bt because they juz wanna chill.
rehearsed ma collabo wif frizzey.
den harith went looking for the charger of ma long yamaha keyboard.
dude im sorry i whacked u wif the wire.
dint intend to whack it too hard.

btw on 7th nov there will be a party held by my club.
time: 9pm till late.
cost: 5bucks per head.
contact me to get the tix asap while stock last.

the headache are coming baq.
n the running nose is now blocked.
dammit.
nid to start revising for ma modules.
been slacking for the whole 3weeks.

ok gotta hustle off.
eating the panadol's making me dizzy.

peace im out

Im pissed.
no mood to blog bout anything.
reason :
bill came its 70 bucks.
all because of the froggin continuing this freggin line.
frog damnfrig.

hustling off.
mind occupied with alot of problems.

peace im out