Another rainy day,
The crying sky is a horrible abyss.
Everybody on the street lowers their head.
Everybody is seeking their dreams.
What do the find finally?
The results are always undesirable.
But who can control.
In this life,everything we seek,everything we can't control.
Just like today sky,perhaps somebody in somewhere is waiting for the sun,
the rain still came.
Look at the abyss,I can see the sorrow.
Days pass,minutes pass,second pass,
I suppose to be ok,I am supposed to be ok.
As I said ,nothing in this world can be controlled .
Especially feelings.
That's why I am still..
Simply to say I can never be what I am supposed to be.
Otherwise,why I will still be so...?
Why I cannot get over?Why I still feel distressed.
I can think of any reason why I should be such a silly boy to sit here and writing for nothing
That's crazy?
I don't think i should be like this.
Never.
Hopefully,everybody can get what they're seeking for.
Hopefully they will not be trapped like me.