sometime i wanna hide
sometime i wanna run away
from all
feelings are so small, tiny
what is the way i should go
i don't know
i think i'm not too bad to others
when i talk about tomorrow
i don't know, what will happen?
The nature of the life have
no warranty, not sure
people say,
no aim no life
i have ambition
i try, i fail
sometime i success in small step
i can't care myself to control
at the route of success...
what future, come quick
i wanna die normally ...
my thoughts are so stupid