Stop All These Stage Play
no more abhorence is just a wish... and when I went back I just feel like I'm unwanted by the people and life that such in hurry made me to keep my thinking that I'm always be fooled around by the conversations these way I must stare at their eyes who knows, perhaps when my parents thought that I was too busy with my books in my room with locked door, then, in fact I was lost my exhalation, I let all drops I have to drench my face and it wasn't going to be easy to end its because when I thought 'I'm fine', my heartbeat go slow, but then, I'll go back on my sorrow who knows too, perhaps when everyone's looks at this smile so they'll say it on their mind "what's going on with her.. like she's never know, how's the feeling if she injured on her deepest heart" as the flowers going to be withered I'm going to cry by the lonely the ring of church bell may can unify my sadness and my happiness b