The day,
Where I got sick of giggling,
I feel I wanted to vomit some tonsil,
To see my hemoglobin is panting,
and no one there to help clear everything.
And so the day,
I find a way to flew away,
But keep losing through some midway,
Because the shortcut seems so far away,
The fogs laughed injecting some thick spray,
More than enough making me astray.
For not long,
I keep walking on that shallow hallway,
A shadow appear making a waylay.
I stopped seeming to be filled with dread,
I wandered to the hunting yard and in I stepped.
I talked to myself for suddenly I wept,
When I realized that being such a kid was totally no great!
The day,
Where I got sick of giggling,
I feel I wanted to vomit some tonsil,
To see my hemoglobin is panting,
and no one there to help clear everything.
And so the day,
I find a way to flew away,
But keep losing through some midway,
Because the shortcut seems so far away,
The fogs laughed injecting some thick spray,
More than enough making me astray.
For not long,
I keep walking on that shallow hallway,
A shadow appear making a waylay.
I stopped seeming to be filled with dread,
I wandered to the hunting yard and in I stepped.
I talked to myself for suddenly I wept,
When I realized that being such a kid was totally no great!
