speechless Lame~

a tiring week...I didnt really feel like to take out a book and study properly during the week.
It might be due to my physical sickness but somehow I know that wasn't a only reason.There was something wrong with my emotion.

A beginning in a week,
Step again into "his" plan.

Deal with a man,
Who is really lame,
Try my best,
Fill d truth into his blank.

Wonder when d man will get,
Get the truth I used to say.

I brought d man &
Went for a walk,
The cloud was dark &
The wind was strong.

Big rounds of 5,
He seemed going to die,
I felt satisfied
cus he exercised.

Economy rice with a spoon and fork,
A man with a mouth & sweat alot,
Finished fast and went back home,
Does his work and reads his book.

(at d same time)
A compt with a mouse and board,
In front a boy who swt alot,
Regardless of d time and tide,
Til d call that I supplied.

A day of sickness,
A day of weakness,
In dream a nurse,
In fact a curse.

Out from bathroom,
By the window,
A rain caused wind,
A wind caused flu.

Sad case happened,
Sad mood appeared,
And no plan in mind,
No man but I.

A day I slept,
A day he played,
A weak body,
A weak spirit,
A speechless lame,
A silent end.
(Not falling sick is a good approach..==)