They talk to me when the sorrow or joy feels in their heart
Always listen to every word patiently
Trying to be a place which they need to cry or laugh
They want me to do the same
But myself is for them
I talk to myself when the road is empty, like
Everyone is bored with life
And it is actually boring for some reasons
But I ask myself what should I do, where should I go
To be like them, people who need me to cry or laugh
I haven’t found the place yet
Every path that I go is locked, though in the empty road
I feel a bit mad, why it’s so hard to find what I need
But I realize, a voice from my deep heart
The path which I am seeking is “me”
I just saw a picture from Judith and it’s really stunned! Thought he is a good photographer :D.
Thanks for him who gave me an inspiration and thanks for everyone who read this. Wish you all always doing good!.