I wish to be an ice cream

Someone woke me up this morning.
Kissing my face too hard.
I can barely open my eyes.
My entire body’s melted
Aarrgh…
It’s not so good being loved by the sun too much…
Its summer in fact!!! hmmppp…

--for once I wished to be an ice cream--

Lost in my inner space!

--- I’m also lost like you --- so lost that I don’t even know who I am, where I am --- maybe I’m staying still in my locked soul---

I’m still probing for what I really wanted to do with my lifeless life. – arrggh --- My mind is not so sure if youngsters like us are all lost in their own sanity and being.
But, what my soul forcefully informs me is that I should just try looking around and find out what could possibly stay with me for the rest or even for most of my breathing process.

I tried it --
- still trying --
- alas --

- I’m still lost!!! Grrr…