The Boy Done Wrong Again

It’s not so cold here at the end of winter
I’m not awake yet
Life’s never been so hard for me like these days
I don’t know where I’m going
somewhere I don’t need to have it on
except for that faraway dream
although it’s almost impossible to achieve

I just pretend to be unconcerned about anything
and sometimes it does work, comforting my hidden anxiety
however the dream last night told me I was still delicate
I just can’t put down my entire burden
There’s nothing and nobody I should inculpate
I did it myself

For months I try to convince myself that it will be totally different
If I choose to change
Still it doesn’t happen even at this moment
To say the truth, I’m in a mess
which really makes me crazy
I did lots of foolish things
Who knows? I didn’t even expect it to happen
It was beyond my control

So somebody, my dear somebody
Please permit me to call you in such a way
I didn’t mean to hurt you
Things always came out so suddenly
The sucked sudden impulse ruined everything
Now I have no choice to atone my fault
I know apology is meaningless
“I’m really sorry” is just an irresponsible act
If this could comfort you more or less
I choose to say it in a way that I‘ve never been so sincerely

Maybe you want to know how I’m getting on theses days
The classroom, the eatery and the dormitory are the only three places I stay
Books and music are the only stuff I carry
That’s all that I can recall now to describe the state I am in
But don’t worry
You know my wandering days are over
I’ll calm down and do what I’m deserved to do
Trouble may accompany me but that’s ok
It’s not a big thing
Life’s not easy, but I’m willing to conquer the trouble
What annoys me at this moment is that I‘m the boy done wrong again
But like Stuart Murdoch sings
If you could sing along with me
I will be happy now