road not taken..pfft

its late at nite,
you're driving alone,
radio's on with foreign music from some cd u took to have a go at it..
the volume is reaching full blast but still it becomes the background noise..
and you realise that u cant concentrate on the song as your mind is absent from its body..
thinking..why you have this feeling, when theres no reason for it to exists..
trying to figure out the answers to your question..
the blinking light caught your eye, and you've got no money to fill in gas..
and the sound of raindrops falling on your screen overpowers the foreign song..
as the heavy rain blinds your eyes, demanding you to be on your toes,
you dont have an umbrella to open up the gate...and theres nothing could save your leather shoes
no one will hear you, no one will notice you, and its suicidal if u pullover at the side..
only thing on your mind is, you wish you were home.
and that your decision to go out was a bad one.


ps.ni takde kaitan man u kalah last nite....ah bodoh ar