As for the regret to the year
I have the only one thing to confess
I don't know whether I lost the ability years ago
I'm laughing on the outside crying on the inside
Cause I failed to shed a tear
And when I cry , my eyes are dry
Just maybe because I can't use the ability to cry
As says , Angles never weep
However , Devils never cry
I even can't express my feelings about a book , a movie , even the people
Like a poikilotherm , but never change as the circumstances change
The best at fleeing away isn't ?
I've been walking down this road
And don't know Should I stay or should I go ?
Should I have to be a wild believer to hold the faith ?
Should I have to lose sight of all uncertainties ?
To ask , to pray ,to beg
Usually,
I want to drop those off ,
drop all out
Ok yep drop dead
I feel like a building just fell on my head
A block. A whole block.
I feel like 34th between Sixth and Seventh just feel right on my head.
Also ,
You can ask me how I'm doing , I'll say fine
Even though the pain is killing me inside
You can ask me how I'm feeling , I'm alright
You can ask me how I've been , I'll say okay
You can ask me how its been , I'll say it's great
I turn my back on everybody even me
I'd say I'm sorry but I don't know what it would mean
I see what I've become
Keep on going boy
All I want is..
