"FLARE"
Every morning when I wake up
I make myself some coffee or choco;
It's a routine of mine.
I watch TV and stuff,
And then leave the house at around 9,
And get on the Purple line train...
Ah, and seeing the same people.
Walking fast because I'm nearly late,
Even though the same thing happens every day...
Then the lights change...
And the race begins.
This flame
Flares up,
Burning in my heart.
We're fighting all the time, every day:
I will fight this invisible enemy,
YEAH!!!
On the way back home, I'm tired,
But I only got so little time;
I'll try use it wisely.
Looking at videos on You Tube,
updating my plurk time line,
playing my virtual pet @ Pet Society,
random reading @ Wikipedia,
trying to finish my paper,
Tiredness and procrastination kicks in...
Even though it seems that I'm not doing anything,
Dammit.
When we get together by the weekend,
At the end we complain about
"How fast days go by".
The faint light of morning is dawning...
I've gotten
Sick of this
Dazzlingly hectic world...
All I do
Is to look for a way out
Have I managed it?
well, kind of?
Can I go on like this?
I know this isn't good...
Even if I walk away from Santo Tomas,
I can't find an answer.
This flame
That flares up
Makes me want to keep running.
Don't be a wimp;
Stand up, don't back down
Believe in yourself!
This flame
Flares up,
Burning in my heart.
We're fighting all the time, every day:
I will fight this invisible enemy,
YEAH!!!