It is not really a matter of to be or not to be
It is a matter of without you I don't want to be

Past is history, tomrow is to be writen , and today is a gift , that is why it si called present .

For all of those who think life is a colorful way
Life is that tear you fight to hide everyday
It is that mask we wear, to hide the frown
And the smile we fake so others can't be shown

It is that silent tear that drop on the floor, and every day you give him more
It is the one at the end; you will find holding your hand

Sometimes, love is an invisible power, not a light on a tower
It is someone you push aside but in fact your souls collide

Nothing to lose , your love to win
hoping so bad that you let me in

What is love but a tear on a smiling face
And a scream you take and a dream you chase
It is when you catch a tear with your hands
And hide it in your heart at the end

Don't get upset over things you cannot control. What is supposed to happen will happen regardless of your actions.

What's meant to be will always find a way.

I rather cut my heart with my hand ,than be away from her 1 sec