Waiting

I'm waiting here, in my house, in my room.

Though it looks very comfortable, it doesn't affect my "uneasy" heart.

My heart, o yes, it is miserable.

So much to think of..

My heart, full of hopes, full of worries, full of predictions, half-filled with regrets

But our predictions cannot predict the future.

Just as our eyes can't see through the skies.

My Heart, is the most unpredictable thing

I'll never know what it'd feel in a day or two..

Will it shine like a bulb conducted with strong electrolyte?

I'll never know..

But I always know that

I have to keep it continue shining from day to day, no matter what's happening

Cause there is my future, waiting for me!