The day I felt, I started, And I kept on searching. I felt a breeze passed by, And left to another side. O god why you didn't tell me, O god why you didn't show me. Still I can see, and not with me, I thought, maybe not for me. I started again, And still searching. When looking to another side, I feel missed, may be, may not, still I don't know?
Remembrance of my life, April 03 2006, 11:46 PM