I feel sorry,
For that boy who didn't have a mum to tuck him to bed.
For that girl who shouted at her mum for giving her a goodnight kiss.
For that friend who never knew how to love.
For that stranger who cried silently to herself on the public bus because of love.
For that couple who quarreled so badly.
For that couple who dont even have the chance to quarrel.
For that man who stood on the mrt tracks, torn.
For that lady who run to the mrt at 7.30 since I was 16.
For the students who never listened but needs my attention.
For the students who wants and deserves my attention but never get it.
And the many little bad moments of everyone.