timid.

I'm being pushed to the edges as usual,
the mind just flowing with thoughts.
There's no traffic, it just kept going.

At the edges of the road,
now my bunk seem to be my only sanctuary.
No one knows what's going on in that island.
At least I could spend sometime there quietly...

I don't understand either and it seem so stupid just to step on the mine on purpose.

Koboom!!!!
and now...

I'm simply so dead,
I'm really dead.