I dare to face it by myself. Needing someone is useless. Why can it be useless? They just knowing, not contributing.
Feeling blue when I know the fact that it's not meet my expectation. But I know. Why the earth is round? Because it's the destiny. It's like what happens in my life.
I don't give up. Just complaining to my self.
Gray on the Eastern Horizon
There are always the opposites
Between black and white
The two colors
Can never be put together, yet too beautiful to be combined
Crying in the middle of night
Arguing with God
Bargaining my part in this earth
And it's nil
I can't compare my life with others
But I can judge others' life
Giving something that they don't have
To make a good relation
Raining in the morning
Leaving the dew
That hang on the clothesline
The crystal clear is a choice
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