Lost Myself

Man in a hood, sparking light on the sun pick peak of wood camping might just too fun. In Shah Alam's pavement, calm down with me eagerly makes movement sink on the teeth. I need some food, don't destroy my own physis like pardon of thy thesis care what I stood. Too fast or too slow, like my life just low. look at the power of apollo, counting constellation of astro. On reality, goes up to Atman, En Masse someway Dasein someday On ability, become a Brahman. Unfortunately, I didn't find my spark, lonely yet bulky, stuck the past at park. Truly lost my identity, in glooming states, But hope still carry on the hint, like what I takes.