I wish I can hurl a grenade at the sky,
Some fireworks will be lovely.
I wish I can yell at everyone that bypass,
If that makes me feel happier.
I wish I am under the tranquil water,
So I can cry out till my lungs are sore.
I wish I can mask my fears away,
So humans will think I am a strong person.
I wish tonight no one will remember me,
So I can be as wasted as I ever will be.
I don't know who I am now.
I don't know who am I suppose to be.
Just like garbage dumped under a lonesome street lamppost in the middle of the night.
Waiting for the right one to pick me up when a new day starts.
Before then, please allow me to rot and decompose.
