Monday Morning

Monday morning otw to airport. This's bloody early for me, but when I see these swarming people on buses, cars, and motorbikes, they're all rushing for their work, I can see how lucky I am. Think back before, I always wanted to be confined in that shiny large buildings, wearing smart sleek outfits, busy look, rushing here and there, were so tempting before. No matter how happy there are in those glittery shining armours, I know I am luckier than they are. I just need to find out how to fill the big void I have in my chest now. And I think money can't fix it. Tell me dear, how to make me whole?