I one day, dream about love.
It became a bad dream.
A nightmare of life to follow.
A burden to carry.
Sometimes, it makes your surrender,
but, it always make you wish for more pain.
The struggle that it is values, is beyond this earth.
It hurt so much... But it keeps calling us to move forward...
How can we being so a *******.
Are we numb to pain?
No... This is what life has for me(Us).
But I want to live...
I want to make me dreams come true.
I do dream...
I always dream about a better day.
One day... I will become a tree.
And give life to another one,
and create more life from me.
Which at the end, what we make in this life,
is what the time has for us...