Stuck.

The moon shines on you,
the stars shine on its own.
The viewer reach out her hand,
sneak the sky into that empty pocket.

But it no longer shine,
the moon and the stars.
The two ends are burning out.
she has bited her tongue.

That loaded pocket is emptied,
with hope that they will still shine.
The sky that belongs,
it's so near yet so far.

A galaxy away,
she has found her skyway.
Previous possession still haunts,
therefore, she stays.












Have you ever feel stuck somewhere?
got stuck in the life?
just did your business and found that there is no toilet paper in the cubicle?
having to decide to stay in the queue or to rush for that next bus?


DAMN. im hungry.
wheres my chicken rice?





AHAHAH! i remember leon and lion dance chu shi when i speak of chicken rice.
We have chicken rice for our 3 meals in a day.
remember remember?