Sunday, January 16, 2011

If there is afterlife ...

 Is more than two points late, but I still can not sleep.
Live like this every day,
not sleep at night,
not think of the day.
Fear, fear of the night with to the nightmare;
because of fear, fear of loneliness brought about during the day;
as should not, should not be such a fate,
should not fall in love should not love;
because no one No one knew me alone;
I was born doomed to a lifetime suffering.
do not know this as I came to this world,
is the pre-existence of scruples,
or the life of penance .
listening to the computer put an unknown song lyrics
inside is telling me if this person,
my life, my dream, my present and my future, I am helpless, and my frustration hh
heartache, and pain due to lyrics;
heart is broken, crushed by reality;
eyes wet, and moved by melody,
that desolate, lonely, sad and frustration out of interpretation.
quiet night, listening to daydream,
with the melody slowly in the solitude of sleep.
a look at the sky stars,
as another self,
dream in the sky,
lonely help but do nothing.
I get started talking to himself,
the wind, the number of rain,
to mind to write my secret diary.
Sometimes, I will be inexplicable depression,
do not want to talk, do not want a manager,
even, I began to skip class, skip work.
I know, I avoid myself.
I have always been a person grew up,
never had real love,
face the world, and occasionally I would be afraid,
who will accompany I'm lonely,
who listen to my tale.
If you were reincarnated,
I hope I will not do now,
Do not live in the shadow of secular,
Do not live in Under the special attention,
not to live in a lonely helplessness,
I do not want to mysterious,
even just an ordinary man,
I also satisfied.
friends in order to prevent worry, I'm always laughing and joking,
but my broken heart has long been destroyed.
in this life, but to continue this never-ending road of thorns.
I want to cry,
grievances crying his heart out,
I want to scream about,
call my depression is gone.
However, I sat in front of the computer deadlock daze.
Now, in a daze I have a habit of action.
view, I was tired,
I am really tired hh
If you were reincarnated,
I hope I'm not doing now ... 

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