Wednesday, July 22, 2009

not a weak fur

I am in the middle of my perspective
Wherever I move,
gotta meet a new dirt
can't get away from a prob
Though the trees mercy me for my own honest, whenever
I cannot think clear,
whatever it comes around
I know that this is so true, yet not wrong
Too much to ask, too little answers provided
Whoever I am,
I will stand still not to fall- not to put my self down,
Anything towards me to face,
I have my faith and my dream to shine
Thus I gonna do,
I will ignore the world...

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