詩 | My Travel's End

In search of what I really would like to become, 
I wandered all around all alone that summer that year. 
That year I'd decided to never be back with calm, 
but found it hard to render my heart be clear. 

Far away I went and went without any hope, 
and I began to regret cos' knew nothin'. 
About what should I think on earth with hope? 
I started deep to stare within. 

But suddenly I realized I'm still I wherever I go, 
thus decided to put a period to my journey. 
However hard I search all high and low, 
it's better to live a life just happy and funny. 

You'll think that what I told you queer. 
But that's no matter, because I'm here.