Tuesday, July 17, 2007
cogs of society
here is wat i experience in the mornin
they move towards the mrt station like moths attracted by light.
each unique in attire n appearance.
yet wearin the same expression, of tiredness, sleepiness n indifference.
i hear the clattering of heals n shoes as they rush down the escalator.
i see them tryin to catch the train bent on eluding them.
i feel the cocoon tt each constructed around themselves.
is the workin world realli tt bad?
kind of scary jus tinkin abt it.
mercurial @ 11:40 PM
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