Its hard to wake up everyday
to see the reflection of your face
To wish that you continued to lay
to wish you never can gaze
its hard to walk in the street
so hard to smile
when you have no one to meet
and you know you are gonna fall... you have no base
its hard to cry
because you don't have a crying shoulder
so hard to find why?
and you are getting older
spending your life trying to finish the race
you just go to your room
closing the door and making a silent scream
you cant go sleep
because you have no dreams
don't think it'll be better
i just wish that i am not me
the only one who cant say we
its useless to write something harmonious
when you know that the road is closed up
and yourself is the one you abhorrence
then you wish you never wake up
and your death be something calamitous
so am i still waiting
till my time's fading
till my shadow's fading
and be something numb.
