so many streets from home
my feet hurt and I don’t
seem to mind the strain
it must be true: no pain, no gain
don’t mind me waiting here alone
a distorted, blurry sight
accompains me in these nights
while wandering near and far
I’m pondering how you are
do you mind me waiting here alone?
it’s never easy to say “no”
it’s mostly awkward doing so
but in the end it’s for the best
I guess…