is like an open jar to a new life
Where everything will throw out
and everything will be spill down on floor
The day I open my eyes
is feel as
the world is just ain't gonna be easy
Can I go through with it?
Can I make it through?
That's the important question. Smirk.
The day I open my mouth
It sound like a hard-soft-cute-annoy voice
When I speak out it feel likes the day is just too long
When I turn to silent, everyone is worried sick
The day I move around
Seem to be whether is wide or small
Look the world isn't what I expected
Look the world isn't what expected to be
The day I close myself (sleeping)
My head will spin around, over and over
Will I say something tomorrow?
Can I walk again tomorrow?
But surely not to be born again
I feel like reborn or change or motivate.
I'm humming & wondering.