Corner

Alone and silent
Part time that i really want to kill
But those things just stay there
in the corner...

Coffee and pen just friend
When everybody busy with chat and laughing
Starbuck becoming favorite place
And corner still mine

Along two weeks when you start disappear
Here I'm no friend
When i expected more
No call ringing
Maybe just these crazy one that always there

Again i try to be normal
When all what i have in my heart is unnormal
But mind back to think
That you gone without knowing why
Is there another else?
or maybe are there another else?
I really don't know
But my corner still here
Talking to my self about
How stupid I'm

(-IeRn-)