nudeness. emptiness.

it does feel wrong,
and i am sorry.
it's not me who control this.
i wish to be there too,
for home is what i miss.

what i want,
again,
i am sorry.
because i am not the one
who control this.
i'll be home,
soon.

if God let me, i will.
i wish, He let me

05.08.09
09.25 p.m.