once a day, i feel time is growing too fast. again and again, when days are too old or too low.
you know, one day sky will be higher than today, and earth gonna be down below.
look up to the sea you never imagine before. it will be up and down 'till you realize the show.
yes, just a show...
i have the wind that will sweep my wings to fly, but i know only one thing for real.
this show, isn't right for through my walls. i don't even have walls that made of steel.
in fact, i keep trying to deny it like hell, therefore i will steal.
i will steal things that never been mine, things that not into my bill.
but, joke is a joke.
please, just give me a mock.
and let me locked.
because everything, will
never be enough even if i have thousand rock.
to set you in pain,
or get into my line.
anyway,
i'm just wasting times...
with all of this rhymes.
cheerio,
me