two

politics
sometimes i still feel empty, but it's not my fault.
it comes naturally, we all have emotions, just how sensitive they are.
you, me, they, we all feel empty sometimes.
yes i'm defending myself to make me feel normal.

today's quite okay, i shifted my stuffs out of my old bunk,
tried my best to avoid those curious faces whom i saw almost every single day.
they didn't know and and would not know me and i don't care.
i'm not saying i like my new place, but hey, took me alot to get here.
swam, sun-burnt.
tired, but don't want to sleep.
fades

which side should i stand on? or should i be a double agent?
will i really? no one knows.
pray, i was advised.
try, was my reply.
but, really, i don't know, maybe i'm trying to run away.
we all run right? and we all hide.

but, how long can we stay under covers?