I smiled furiously ,to this young guy but had an old soul,closed-eyed singing with such passion with guitar on his knees.He's nothing special when you look at this broke musician,that performing local shows with just a jeans and a tshirt and a messy hair like he's just woke up from bed.Still,his voice that sounds like he got a sore throat,and a wondering lyrics that he gets maybe from strolling around a streets observing people's act,though sometimes he just crapping in his lyrics,and chuckled with his scottish accent and smoke his last cigarette,showing how much calm person he is.Why,why i eager to this kind of person again to straightly said "it's alright',with a calm voice,patting me to make me feel good after i cried sobbingly.
Get over it,Khairunnisa..geez.
