I'm all at once.

Ever wonder how the world spins? me too.

I've spent my life seeing and listening,

there are times when i talk too much too.

At times i laugh hard for meaningless jokes,

at times i space myself out: letting all the thoughts floating in,

at times i let my anger splashes out just like a time bomb,

at times i walk cluelessly: just because i need to get ahead of everything and see where the right direction is,

at times i had fear: just because i'm not good at communicating with myself,

"Do i need to even feel this way?" 

"Does it look pathetic when i cry?"

then here comes the cry-like-a-kid show: for everything, 

mixing all the long sorrows and pain at a glance,

at times i choose to stay silent, 

thinking that it was the best way to gather all the big pictures then begin to understand the situation,

at times i tend to let go, 

thinking that if i myself could not hold the things dearly then i'd be honest about it.

There are bitter days, sweet memories, sour moments, salty words came out.

There are all at once.

To put all the things, there are so many sides i still need to discover and let it be vulnerable to others,

just like the world who keeps spinning while holding its own weight, 

my life is spinning too with all that parts.

It's all at once.

I'm all at once.