I could not throw it away ...

As I leave the store A lonesome wind was blowing Bamboo sinks on the roadside Two innocently playing sparrows I was having fun I miss my skin Fall autumn withering Feel Feel naturally Loneliness to the surroundings I was misunderstood. The view from the window as I go home  It changes like fast forward Everything for a moment ... Lonely heart  Feelings are I could not throw it away ... The poet ~ Now person ...