Sometimes there's too many things going inside my head.
It feels like the lights that blinking along the New York Times Square.
And sometimes, I feel like turning it off.
With a blink of eye, let it be dark and all black.
Like a chloroform, it all buried at once whenever I feel like to shut it off.
No sound, no noise, no lights.
I will let my brain rest from all of the thoughts.
In the dark, I left a little light with me.
It binds me with the promise
Once I finished the rest, I have to turn on all of the lights again.
It's like the one little light give me hope.
It embraces me with spirits.
It's just a little light.
But it is the one that give the biggest impulse to me.
Dear you,
If you read this,
I just want you to know,
You are the little light that shine out of me.
Stay gold.
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