The problem with the world is that first the people tell you to make your own decisions
And then they question every decision that you have made.
The problem with me is I won't back off because I believe this is the right thing to do.
There lies in the past
A lost story
The story of a dreamer
The withered dreams.
There lies in the present
A vague story
The story of a wanderer
The lonely path.
There lies in the future
An unknown story
The story of the fallen
The undefined destiny.
In the silence of a withering heart,
In the prison of the golden bars,
I'd close my eyes and imagine happiness.
I'd close my eyes and imagine a smile.
Follow me in my imagination.
For, in reality, some battles never end in life.