There’s So Much I’d Like To Tell You

There’s So Much

I’d Like To Tell You,

But if I’d open my mouth,

Life might take a detour

Onto another destination.

I must become a silent watcher,

And give time to time.

Can’t rush events to happen;

‘Cos like a cake

That its bake process it’s speed up,

I may look cooked,

Or it can get burned in the outside,

But either way,

The inside remains raw.

I must become a patience witness

And wait by the river side.