The door is closed.
Disclaimer : Tsun13 cannot write poems one!! ; A ;
on a more serious note, it seems that quite a couple things happened within a day.
and yea, you guessed it, I had no idea what I should do now ):
Lights are off.
He’s in pain.
Ambulance is on the way.
He’s waiting for their arrival.
Yet paramedics lost their way.
The lights are still off.
Uncle and Dad are at loss on what to do.
Conversation is in Cantonese.
He’s still in pain, trembling.
Yet your lights are still off.