WISH YOU WERE HERE*
* By PINK FLOYD
What am I doing? Nothing, actually.
Where am I going? I am going to nowhere land.
Why am I here? I do not know, I just landed here.
Why are you lonely? It is hard to say, maybe I like being alone and the others would rather stay on their own.
And yet, I would really wish you were here. But, do I even know who you’re wishing for? Maybe she wishes she is not even here.
Is it possible she wishes to be here?
Moreover, is it viable that we wish we were here? After all, it has been close to six years here and I am actually still stuck here.
Maybe she dreads the place.
Worse, maybe you are not seen/recognised like a person in the middle of a megalopolis.
I wish to be here, I wish to go to other places and I wish to meet fine people.
I wish who I wish, I wish what and where I wish to be, and I end up not wishing who/what I’ve been wishing for.
Tick-tack, tick-tack, the hopeless wish of a nowhere man lonely staring at the sun and the sea.