Monday, May 18, 2009 . 22:42
Craters of my heart shaken,
Eyes blinded, steps frozen.
Once, twice, here at the line,
Yet who will be there to pull me across,
Times i struggle to cross,
Many left and went by,
Bear the cross?
the people celebrate,
Abandon the cross?
the people change.
Feet driven into grounds or
Feet that flee at every turns?
Will one be courageous when i am timid,
Will one pull me when i am stuck,
Will one take initiative when i am afraid,
Will one be the guy when i am the girl,
Will there ever be one?