You walked
I walk
You went
I go
You left
I leave
Questions to be drawn,
Where'd you go?
Where'll I go?
Nothing could be answered
and nothing can be said
Is this only a drama queen?
or I just making it exaggeratedly?
When what I knew yesterday was only the past
And what I've learnt today was going to be the past
You tend to be care
You tend to be here
Somehow, your smiles are just superficial and artificial
With no harm,
I'd ask you once,
What is us?
