ii. antisocial

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BACK TO THE 2017
CYNICAL O' CYNICAL

a voice echoes from afar :

" all you cool people,

you better leave now

this is had already happened. "

turn on the CDs :

white uniform & how to tie-a-tie full tutorial

blue plaid pleated skirts, most of the girls cut it off halfway

least of ‘em let it overflow, just let them be.

brushed your hair while chewing the bread

monday morning and we were riding.

i yelled, ‘ almost late ’

‘ shut up ’, that was what bro said.

an opened gate, running down the hall

i fixed my gazes to my shoes

did you hear it? my heavy footsteps ( tap, tap, tap )

crowded class, noisy friends

humming tone & unexpected guest ( best known as a teacher )

then suddenly silence, okay what's wrong?

i guessed she was trying to hush them all up

( keep it low-low)

someone asked, ‘ can i sit here? ’

wow apparently, i've got a new friend

let's hope the best and welcome her properly.

‘ sure ’ what a nice convo

now let's spare your shit and let me disappear.

so, um what's your name ? ’

saw you standin' way too close

i might pass out, please give me room ( i said room not doom )

don't wake me up till right past noon

la, once told me music drownin' all of her issues ( drown )

right before the class ended, she gave me more than just a ‘ see you tomorrow ’

i guessed we were friends.

that label, ‘ friends ’ has got back,

just like a flower, it would bloom

but pretty sure it will wither away soon.

friends ( 5 ) and i committed something fun and got lost in outer space ( minds )

6 months then one of ‘em left us right in our place.

maybe he has found his new solace

we put him down and crossed his name

on friday he wore a sweater with ‘ antisocial ’ written on it.

on saturday he won't let anything come in between me and the rest

that was how it went till we saw him got detention on the third year

in the dark dark alley, we held each other close

convinced everyone ‘ i won't let you go ’

actually, we were nothing, exactly nothin’ but strangers in the light.

we  d r i f t e d  a p an r t

12.5, YOU WON'T LET US FIGURE YOU OUT, IT AIN'T RIGHT.

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