I’m feeling like a fool.
When everything seem crash me down I realize the truth.
The truth is I’ve been good to you.
You don’t understand me.
You don’t understand me.
You don’t get to wait me.
I’m feel alone now. And where are you?
Solitary soul. She never gets fill up. The love is a bird, she needs to fly.
Fly, fly, fly…
Somehow, I don’t know, I get catch up in between.
And the only thing is worst than one is none…
I think that the things get lost before they come…
Maybe..
Everything is harder than it seem.
You don’t feel me…
– The people who suffer the most…
