sexta-feira, maio 23, 2008

World hurts...
A lot.

Because of people.

Where's the cute little child?
The sincere smile...
Everyone shined in undiscovered rays.
Would play all day with a complete stranger
And be friends with him.
Now I barely see people's faces.

We change.
Who am I now?
A shading glimpse
Attenuated color.
We hurt and get hurt.
All the time.

1 comentários:

Shihan disse...

huummm? Diga lá outra vez.