Everything would change someday , I knew it
The time has come for the world to change.
I am a rebel , I know this.
The situations turned out to be that way.
My morale is low and I don’t know how to go with the flow.
Sleepy eyes, blurred dreams , I don’t know
What God has kept for me.
The end is uncertain but I have to reach it and I really want to get triumph over it.
My bleeding heart writes all about the world with the spilled ink..
Life is difficult , it is genuinely.
Things are going to mend , I think of this intrinsically.
My words are my healer , I don’t know if the time will be.
Bend down by the superfictious world.
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