Thursday, May 5, 2011

There's someone out there, less fortunate than me.


















Lying down on a road, glazing at the border-less sky.
Make me feel stress free.

They club and drink to escape from their problem even its just for a few hours.
A drunkard speak the truth,i realise that everyone have their own problem,they choose to wear a mask to hide it.
Wanna tell you, you are not superman/superwoman, if you are hurt, can't take the pain, shout out that you are in pain, you are hurt, if not no one will know that you are in pain.
I will be there for you. Yes, all of you. I mean it.

Our heart is the weakest muscles.

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