I wait.
No one to talk to.
The urging voice to the wandering child,
walking to school
"Stay by my side!"
Busy, tapping her handheld apple.
Is her Gucci for real?
The other ladies don't dress too nice.
Maybe they stuck in office.
No need so nice.
Growl. Stomach screaming!
Nasi goreng from the Nasi Padang store,
it shall be.
How do they see me?
How do I look?
I look like an undergrad,
But I'm going to work.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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