I want to go to a quiet church

and practise music on my recorder. It's been so tiring at school

I've only got so few identities

and they're all threatening to collapse.


I've only got so few friends

and they're falling back into relapse.



Time doesn't want to slow down. One week feels like a month


If I saw you today

All I might remember is only your face tomorrow.



which is generally alright

cos' I don't know anyone well.



And you probably don't need to know me well too.

Go back to your life and circle

Don't disturb my dead whirl-

Pool all your resources

into another person

Cos' s/he will probably

be capable of talking to you better.


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