From my dearess friend..

Torn To Pieceses..

Everytime I looked at someone smiles,
I wonder why is that person is able to smile..
Why that person can be happy as if soaring up i the sky..
without any hesitation..
Freely roaming through the wide blue sky..
While I stuck locked inside a small cage and forever hide from everyone..
from ever opening it to free me frommy despair..
Sadness that brings oblivious to myself..
So after all this wasted time..
Wondering endlessley..
Unknowingly forever I will be lonely..
For only s worthwhile to someone..
to care for me..
But how..
No one .. no one .. and no one..

Cut of my wings that used to fly..
higher and higher..
Soaring..wanting to searching..
everywhere.. every place..
Everyspot of I know ..
not anymore..
"is it okey to let it go?"
yes it is..
cut.. tear.. rip..
name it..
I will tear it of till no more blood shall spill..
the pain.. that not no one knows..
every in everyway i try described it..
Standing still on high to root..
Hearing the sound of the wind..
blowing through softly the desire to fly..
The only thing I could do is smile..
upon the bright blue sky was once I call home..
At last the desires dies like an chamberextinguished instantly..
Smile.. just smile..and just smile..
Be the moon above..
Lastly smile...


hey he really leave me though.. fade away from me... Its okey to let it go... it's okey...