piece

don't even wanted to act that way sometimes,
but something invisible is chained on to your lips so heavy,
you don't want to move it.
even in your heart you want them to know you're so sorry,
you wished you had said something ,
to soothe them ;
or to calm the situation.
you could just not.
strands streaming down
you don't want them to
hoping you had a stronger heart;
hoping you had something better to do,
but just couldn't help it.
hate it like this
so fragile;
so vulnerable even a single look could break them apart.
being easily contented is so much better,
instead of being sad in your pathetic corner,
say hi open your heart and be generous la :D
for once you'll see how pretty the world is.


wtf. am i dream talking?


sorryminhou,mum :'(