the light so bright,
the music so loud,
the people so crowded.
i seat in the middle of the hall,
what the fuck i'm doing here?
this feeling is not right.
it huge but empty.
the only thing that pop up from my head
is my stinky pillow and green blanket.
my comfort place to hide from this craziness.
i need my nap time~
going back to wonderland, meet peter pan and stay as child.
Growing up is killing me.