Today, again, it's a raining day. Today, again, i feel bored. Today, again, i dun know how often i wait... for the wonders to happen. Again i wait, for a miracle from beyond. This is the feeling i felt over and over again... for the repetitive consequent feelings towards my daily routine.

Headache...
Vomitting...
Silence...
Boredom...

Lost in the dark old boring world where I lost my time over and over again...

This 'again' hopefully drown in my sleep. Echoes of the word 'boring' can choke me and strangle me to death.

Bored. Lost.