I want to travel alone
And stuck my peeve ears with headphones
Dying to indulge the sweet-fresh savour of thin air
that pampers on my soft skin
Gazing different things on the roads,
That no one can ever told

I want to have a space of my own,
Collect happy memories on my halls
With decorated vintage walls
Having a library and a bunch of books on my shelves

Waking up in the morning
Sipping coffee with a book on hands
Seeing a shimmering light in the sky,
Watching birds to fly
And counting cars that passes by

Hearing children playing on the ground
Creates a different deafening sound
I want to live peacefully
With no dreadful hatred
And with no tremendous regrets
I don't care about the people
Make them believe of what they are standing for

Make them speak bad about you
Because dogs bark when they don't know the person
I don't personally believe in a famous saying
"No man is an island"
Why depend on others?
You can live alone, living alone makes you live peacefully
Because WE all know, in the end
We all have, is just ourselves.