Repeating Buziness

Once Chong Hwa school reopen,

I went back for a few days to get my testimonial.

I wanted to meet my friends as well

but to them,

I was too free...

I should be going back only for one days.

But afterall,

I ended up with going back for three days...

Which makes me myself that whether I am really that too free...

Now my school reopen too

The first is always the happiest?

Not really,

first week already got examination,

it's the same everywhere.

Sometimes,

I hate to think of 3 ren...

hate to remember those good things...

which make me feel betrayed of myself...

But I was already Halfway Gone...

No more meaning to remember...

These memories are sweet...

but hurting too...

Never experience,

never understand...

This time I go back,

I can understand why sometimes

those who left their country,

don't like to come back,

becoz he feel he himself is isolated

a total different story from others

I came back,

With a feeling filled with joy and hope...

Finally can rest and meet old friends

However,

I neglect a thing,

that things may change

Truly as well as people...

The changes is a constant,

not a variable which we can manipulate...

Perhaps,

the next time come back

only makes me don't feel like coming back

the scar which I left behind

it's always there

No medicine/lotion that can fade the scar away...

Go ahead and say goodbye...

Go ahead and make me cry...

I got you....

People thought I changed

I was silence when I came back

But what makes me change?

The place?

I think the place can't change me so fast...

What else?

Think yourself.

A proper view for 3 Ren

I have to do so...

Or it will continue hurting me...

A place to crash

I got you

No need to ask

I got you...

I'm proud to say

I Got You...