I could make a stream
With the tears that saddles
Down on my plain chest
I could create a well
From the hole dugged round my heart
If life were as rosy as it seems
And love were as sweet as happily ever after
Like movies depict
Then this tears dat rolls out uncontrollably
Should be that of joy
Dunno what this is
For the pain I feel
Is washed off with my tears
But my heart taste salt
As my tears taste sour
If I deserve to be shown to the world
If ve earn that much
Do not hesitate to flaunt it
But,if not
Then let me cuddle myself
And raise my heads high
Cos,I believe life continues
Even if the world says otherwise
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 2:47 AM UTC
I could make a stream
With the tears that saddles
Down on my plain chest
I could create a well
From the hole dugged round my heart
If life were as rosy as it seems
And love were as sweet as happily ever after
Like movies depict
Then this tears dat rolls out uncontrollably
Should be that of joy
Dunno what this is
For the pain I feel
Is washed off with my tears
But my heart taste salt
As my tears taste sour
If I deserve to be shown to the world
If ve earn that much
Do not hesitate to flaunt it
But,if not
Then let me cuddle myself
And raise my heads high
Cos,I believe life continues
Even if the world says otherwise
My confused thought that bring hot streams of tears#
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