Lots going on

There are many "don't know"s in between, or i should say, there are many "don't want to admit"s in between.

Like an old man watching a child play, so many "i wanna be like this but i can't" floating up in the air. Ironic is, i'm not an old man, but i don't know how to play. Ha... well... how would u know how to play? Players just play, but they don't know "how". That's my problem i think. Wearing metals and thinking i could fly like birds, do birds wear badges and metals to show off in the sky? They just fly.

Missing piece one day met the big O, it couldn't find a place to fit in. It's lost and misplaced. Sat there waiting for another incomplete circle, but finally, it tried to roll like big O. After the flip-flops, it rolled, like big O. We are taught to be a missing piece to find our incomplete circle so that to be "that" missing piece, to be that special someone. How romantic, how closed, how warm, and how jailed.

Someone don't miss a piece. Missing piece might just want to be a complete piece, just that it didn't know it could do it by itself too.

If u've found a complete person, don't try to dig a hole to fit yourself in, but learn to be a complete one yourself. Love, is a glue in between two complete persons, not a glue to stick two incomplete pieces together and call it a "whole".