tried so hard to make life right... so hard but i failed.. everytime i stand up, something always presses me down like it never wants me to get up who cares, i already got used to it so much i dun need reality's deception is the world a deception? then why is it deception is the way i see it? why are my peaceful days filled with depression? will there be anyone helping me? will there even be anyone trying to help me? no...because everyone is too busy to do their work its every man for himself... u fall, u fail... u win, u succeed.. thats the game.. thats life's game.... so why fill me in with lies and things are so real but they're not? i'm in a devastating state.. where life is like no meaning only in my dreams.. which is why.. I LIVE TO DREAM..
clumsy cos i'm falling in love...
