我 要過多久 才能好呢有好多辛苦路得走走到口渴 眼淚乾了 人會領悟些什麼
回憶是記者 它會挖出不為人知的寂寞每一個人的以前住在心裡 像事後的孤兒
so good in describing my feeling now. when only i will feel better?
life is so hard.
whenever i feel its getting better, it getting worst instead.
stop crying cause its helpless and useless.
but the heart sank really deep, and its heavy.
whenever i think of it, and i ask why
but there will never be answer.
how can you blame others when it is your own fault?
how can you not think of others when you took that action?
how can you not think of people's feeling when you say it out?
when only you will wake up and realize what you have done?
since when, you are not the person i look up anymore
cause you say: don't worry, i will take care of everything.
you are not doing as what you promised.
disappointed, yet i can't do anything.
journey of life is long yet short.
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