They don't know...

You are dispirited, aren't you
Tell me, we'll solve problems left few,
Everyday one disciple asks,
And
I smile, I made it a routine task .
Harder to find enmity people,
Never realized who loved deeper,
Shows me their enlighten spirit,
They don't know
my used to ness to these lyrics
I'm searching the true dear one
But I'm unaware it's hallucinatory done.
Now I'm attaches to that lour scene,
I like it but doors open and it's mean
They show me their eagerness
I know they want gossips, not to resolve my stressness.
They ask "what happen? "
Can't you see in my eye.
And silently after a while they fly
I know how I'm going to
I know that person is a curve ball
I know these words are so many times have changed
But the meaning always and forever will remain the same
Through the night
Through the day
But nowhere to put the sadness away.
It's funny that everyone ask
But I will not let these indiscreetly things to gasp.
Again everyone is coming
And coming
And coming.....