My Life = Passenger of MRT

hi again,
these few days,
it's kinda emo period,
and that's all tat need to break me down
DEPARTURE

this will be the 2nd time of departure..
i know this will be so much harder than the first..

Was thinking,
life is so like an MRT,
and im like a passenger.

Thinking back,
it's so true..
Im like a passenger..
Some people come into my life,
some people get out of my life,
in the middle of my ride.
Some get off,
and hop on at another station..

Some in the MRT made an impact,
that can let me feel so touched,
made me learn..
Some in the MRT create anger,
frustration,
by not showing Care..

Sometimes,
it's a pleasant journey,
sometimes,
it's a sad journey,
and sometimes,
it's a happy journey..

Sometimes,
i dun wanna see some people in the MRT,
sometimes,
i just can't wait to see the person in my life again..

MRT could stuck in the middle of the track,
showing life would be so mundane some times,
and some may even accelerate,
so fast that we could not even catch its pace..