I realize I am very particular about feeling.
How surrounding treats me and how I treat the surrounding.
I am a easy come easy go person but what about the others ?
You can be commanding them with your bossy tone or what you called strict tone,
and the next thing you know, they would come running to me, this and that.
By the way, you haven't done a good job, this is a hurtful truth that I forgo.

I sat down with a sense of lose of hesitation, whether to head back home or root myself at the stop
I replied CL's question with reluctant, but I am not waiting for the short one.
Wait, pray, played and did nothing.
The foot steps of passer-by that results in the splashing sound of the paddle on the ground,
indicated the time and how I wanted you to appear.
I gazed into the sky, with silence, reflecting.
The raindrops seemed to tell me something, something I have done wrong.
Okay then this group of people just suddenly surround the stop.