How can they survive after all this tears
I thought i would just sprang out like dandelions blown away by wind but oddly i am still here
I thought i have endure and reach my limit the last time life hits me.
But when life hits me again, this time over my limit that i thought i can't ever bear, i just stood here, still.
That's odd.
I am thinking that that's gonna be better if i can just go, and let away of this pain but why am i still here?
Why?
Nobody couldn't answer it even myself.
Everyday i am just feeling empty and dying even more than yesterday.
It feels like the plant at the end of autumn that slowly wither with the winter comes.
I thought somebody could save me and here i am all alone
I am still here with my broken pieces trying to put back the picture but everything was dark.
Nothing seems fit anymore.
All i have is this light beating heart and a light inside it.
Hoping it would save me somehow, someday, i do, i really do, always.
