White Pretending

When heart feeling so hurt
When mind come along with anger
When eye become blind
All rapid dead cells that perform body drive to totally disfunctional

Are there still so many hopes..
Knock the air gently
Shinking body smoothly with this nature

Why have to be another to make everything better
Because we can make almost everything better..

God, give me strength
To walk on my path, as YOU will

Confusing Enough

For some people when and where are no standar is ridiculous
At least at their mind
What we think impossible to be precisely correct with others
Even we face the same scene obviuosly

Sometime we have to make others happy with their opinions
Or should be always been a flame war

Nullifying

Zero None Empty
One can't fill to fullfil
Or maybe some leakage happening

Or tey don't want it again
Don't care anymore on the other hand
Or just they are so tired
Boring ...

Need something fresh

Warm Shelter

Being protected or saved by is different thing ?
An umbrella help us avoiding rain drops
Anyway is not so easily to dodge attack even from nature
Is it really attack in so many circumstance

A cave can be so cold shelter
Keep anything under still on dry condition

Wheter we choose being frozen on shelter
Or something warming up our soul

Always

Everyone has willings
They want it to be happen in many ways
So many ways drive them to hardwork even with blood and life
Not many ways offer more comfort path to walk on
It's depend on attitude or morality ... asking
The way in principes are always safer than others ... thinking

So let me now go to sleep
Gain some strength to face destiny
Beyond

Writing Formally

Deep inside heart may poluted by some though from mind
Dig knowledges for marking flag tagging or signing something
Eager to do is different with don't care with more other things

Tired or bored who can judge the right action
Slow far hopefully done properly

Yet another way to face the life
or another sacrifice for noble request

Always Search

In this life for so many years
People start to search again and again for centuries
They learn by many searches with some actions on each
Sometimes we lost what we've gained
But there is still many things to search
Search and understand
This is way we are learning
In this life

Life

In the city I'm not used to that's full of dirt,
I can't laugh the same and I walked with my head down
People pass by in a quick pace
I ask "has their dreams come true?" But I'm still struggling

Back To The Future

Who say it's a dream
Something totally impossible enough ?
When our willing is about more and more
There always a way out for all
It's so obvious for everyone
I think

Cross Road

When we must choose one in a million ways.
We must choose the path.
Whatever it takes, we must go on.