There are days we desire happiness but sorrow flies.
There are things we wanted to gain but never get hold of.
We are, indeed something which might be special, either to someone or somewhere.
But insisted that what we hoped most is to lay on others but never not yourself.
So, maybe from this point, we should admit it and stop being such an coward.
So, maybe from this day, face it. The world is never sweet but cruel.
All I can say is , we are different as we gain different.
By the mattar of fact, we are all alone. |