It's a gloomy sunday afternoon and I'm rotting to death without you.
It's a gloomy sunday afternooon
and I'm rotting to death without you
6:45 AM,
Nov 19, 2008

I been thinking a lot 4 these few day and actually looked back on my past past years and actually admire the small me.

When i was young, i was innocent, lonely child. 
My brother is the one who always getting all the attention while i will just be behind his footsteps.
My brother who had many friends and all i have is one.
My brother have everything he wants and me, nothing.
My brother is everything i one 2 be.
I want 2 grow faster

And now, i have been a mature confident young man and frankly i missed my childhood. I noe i can t turned bac time and all i have is memories and .......regrets