I gotta a feeling...

It was 11 years ago, when a young small boy first enrolled himself into the primary school. It was frightening and yet at the same time was exciting.

The night before the big day, he sat on his bed wondering of tomorrow. It was a mixture of feeling.

Sad - for leaving home
Frighten - wondering about new friends and tomorrow is a mystery
Happy - for meeting friends
Anxious - learning new things



There are a dozen more that he felt that night. Everytime he gave thought of it, he got cold fingers tickling his spines.

That night he tried to sleep but it seems that his adrenaline rush was too much for him. He was staring blankly to the fan that seems to spin endlessly on the ceiling.

Once in a while his thoughts wander off to his new school.

Sadly, he wasn't ready. He wasn't ready to go to school unlike any other kids. He still thinks that he should be in kindergarten school. Yet, his age defies his intention of staying in the kindergarten.

That night he went on thinking.....went on thinking till his head hurts.

Today....it seems old habits die hard. Everytime before he goes to sleep, he would find something to think of. Whether it is a person, or an event, or an incident...there'll always be something to think about.

He would sometimes take hours before he sleeps...sometimes just minutes...but no matter what, he will give something a thought. It has become his habit for the past 11 years, which began when he was only 7 years old.

And now he's in college. Doing International Baccalaureate and in his final sem.

He's good looking though, plus charming from the inside. A guy with some sense of humour and with a lot of deep thought.

What is sad is that the only thing that he cannot resist is loneliness. Every night when he goes to sleep, one thing is a must that he gave a thought on is the loneliness in his life. Though the amount of friends that he have, he still feel he was enclosed in a cage, far away from people...far away from friends.


Many do no understand him, much less try to understand him. Perhaps only one person ever knew who he really is. But none know what he always think about.


Everyday he gotta a feeling...
Everyday I gotta a feeling...

That today gonna be a lonely day...