so plain yet so meaningful...
so dull yet so amazing...
so small yet so perfect...
so thin yet so lasting...

this is the thing everyone is searching...
it will appear early or late...
and its presence will not be felt...
unless you open your mind to it...

flow flow flow...
the river shall not stop...
till the ocean it flows...
where it all seem cold...
yet true loneliness does not show...
cause can never be seen by eyes but the soul..

tears flow when i stand there alone...
thinking was enough for me...
singing make it come...
yet nothing can be done...

though the singing no one can hear,
yet new lyric will forever come,
none can be heard by outsider,
for it will be meaningful to others outside...

always, always, never fail,
i thought of saying a better sorry,
yet it will never be done,
so why does this always happen?
i can never tell,
and yet never ask why,
so the end will never be....

a sorry was no easy,
yet it was what must be done,
though that is what people say,
is it what the person sought?

all actions have their reactions,
that is one of the many laws...
yet what reactions can be foreseen?
yet what action would be the best?

life is for learning,
and that is true...
yet what is learning,
if everything dream of came true?

when people say"i'm sorry.."
don't belief it entirely...
for it will never be truly...
for it seems to be hardly...

if you are worthy...
then you will have the mercy...
yet when you are not the above...
it will be just a dream of mercy...

sry....

sry....sry....sry....
cannot even say one of it...
what is so hard about it???
because when u do wrong,
thats the hard part to admit...
to admit u are wrong...
the guilt that will build up...
is just too much...
i'm sorry....