the winds are becoming numbing needles to my skin again. the whistling of the night is entering the day covering up the sun to my happiness. the bullying was a distant memory from my mind now fresh to my soul.
Sometime small, sometime big But dream is dream Sometime it makes us happy, sometime it scares us But dream is dream Look it, feel it, and fulfill it Live for your dream and let dream live for you Long life
I am shivering, tossing and awake Each lonely night is like a thousand nights Is this punishment for not being with you? I cannot endure the hours Of being without my partner I dread the night, the whole night As