And we sang, here we go again.

And we sang, here we go again.

This is it

When they ask why , why，tell them it is human nature

Illusions are everywhere surrounding in life, hindering us from realizing what is more truthful and important. Only deep thought and dark can sober me into thinking about what to behave at next stage of my appearance in real life. The wise of self construction always appear to be fool. The emotional side of me always died in cold ignorance. It looks like I always have to pretend to be like ordinary and kind and easy going, while I am not. Trying to forget, trying to be loved, trying to skip from trying in vain, but the truth is I never tried, I only negatively reacted.

To my own beat now

I am happy

Or so

One day your story will be told

You really lived a life