Like I am a summer sea
That stretches thru the ocean
And touches the fine sands.

I can be cold in the mid-summer sun
Or can be warm in the mid-summer night.

The summer sea I am
That can bathe you much
With you soaking less.

I walk along the coast
As mid-summer sun roasts
My skin to golden brown
With my sheets burning down.
My footprints on the sand
Are washed away by the ocean
Visiting the land thru trough and crest
Together with the treasured chests.
Waves are coming back and forth
From south, east, west, and north.
From all directions my footprints are gone
Until with walking, I'm finally done.
I could have made a sand castle.
It could have made a good battle
Against the summer waves that flush
My little footprints in a rush.

It is okay to feel pain sometimes.
It is okay to even cry sometimes.
For pain needs to be felt
And tears need to flow.

It is okay to hate the world sometimes.
It is okay to even rest sometimes.
For the world is full of lies
And lies are part of life.

Problem is universal.
It is inevitable.
It's a test for suicidals.
But not for strong people.

It is okay to think sometimes.
It is okay to be weak sometimes.
For in thinking you find answers
And for being weak you find strength.

Problem is universal.
It is not only you.
Let it not ruin your potential.
Let it not drive you.

I love taking pictures of you taking pictures of me.
I love it when the flash shows your sweet serenity.
These shots never lie how we see each other.
I love us taking pictures of us together.

Are you busy eating and you don't have time to drink?
Are you busy driving and you don't have time to gas up?
Are you busy talking and you don't have time to breathe?
Time is actually not a scarce resource.
If you don't have time, then make time.