You used to be the leg
The leg who is always there so I could stand
The leg who keep my balance
The leg who is ready when I fall
The leg who accompany me on a long runaway
The leg who lead my way step by step
The leg who I can always depend on
The leg who I never realize the importance
Why billions of people find happiness so easy but I couldn't find any happiness?
I have lost the leg and have no energy source. I couldn't stand. I let the clock moving clock-wise pointing to different numbers just to wonder.
Closing my eyes.
This is history,
This is memory,
This is tragedy,
This is mystery,
This is comedy,
Such a fool.
We're close yet so far. The leg always around, the leg always there. The leg smiles, saying no problem to be forgotten as long as I am helped.
Why "I" am so bad?
Why "I" can't treat people well?
Why "I" walk along with the red and ignore the white?
Knowing that the leg has gone gives me lessons.
Teaching me not to be depending so much because humans are temporary creatures with temporary feelings and attitudes. This is the ego of mine for not letting go of people.
Again, today I close my eyes and become stronger. I try to forget and stand on my own without the leg. Goodbye is bitter but promise you to be a better one.
