the play

being in it, never been part of the plan

it just happen as if it has been foretold

but there’s this feeling crawling up inside…

that there’s something in this play that makes it odd

now that the conclusion was about to start

thoughts of running never runs out

afraid to lose everything that has been stocked

and be forgotten after that

a lot had happen since the curtain unveiled

its like a new world has been layed

its pleasing, its lovely and everything is neat

and life.. life has been bearable for a change

then reality steps in like it always does

reminding there’s a life behind these neat sheet

and then its the waking up part,

the realization that all you have was an empty sack

regret?, no.. theres no space for that

after all its indeed a special plot

this maybe a play that has no re-run after that

there’s still a possibility for different series in this life time

-Tsux’iit