Deep in the night when the moon shines bright,
when I am suppose to be sleeping yet I seem to can't,
though I seem to be awake,
but the fact is I am dreaming in my memories.

These memories,
isn't as nice or glam to have,
but deep within,
I'm still glad that it happened,
cause of it,
I have learnt that even society deemed it bad,
I still enjoyed it.

Falling in and out,
and tried another way to numb myself,
work for a while,
but obviously failed after that.

Now,
I keep asking myself,
what do I really want,
thus, I felt aimless.

Then again,
understanding that from the past,
I found another me,
a me that wants something,
something that words are unable to describle.

Is that good or a bad thing?
I am not so sure myself,
but the only thing I am sure is,
I will be different from yesterday and tomorrow,
as the world is everchanging,
so will I.

-.- I seems to have become a program... only some of you will understand what I mean.