what if

what if it's not monday today
will it be any different?

what if i'm not here but there
will the feeling be the same?

what if i'm you and you are me
will we still be the same?

what if i stop writting
will you be happy?

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a day before the trip

it is raining outside, thus i'm sleepy, my eyelids feel heavy, burdening my head; aside of thinking about the trip to be....
should i follow, every heart beats? that seem to sing, a happy lullaby?
should i not be aware, of friends out there? spending their time moaning in despair?
should i be happy, when they are sulking, with the trip that is going to be, on the next day?
because its me, but not them that's is going to be, to the island in the sun,
that it will be me, floating on cloud nine?
that its going to be me, to step on a buried treasure....
dear friends, listen to me.
for its nothing really fun about this trip to be....
yes i will smile, and maybe too happy...
too excited and too jolly...
but please remember.......
it is just a trip to be.