This may be a witness to the journey of youth
Or is it a feeling of mourning for all that we have lost along the way?
We are all so happy
But I always thought that I was struggling in the shackles of not being loved
And our so-called dreams
Just when we are growing up
divided into bubbles
And then disappeared in the worldly feasting, singing and dancing
Fortunately
It is in this alternating life of darkness and darkness that
We just learned to be patient
Gained the ability to endure pain
I also learned how to hold back tears in the face of every sadness.
Continue towards the grand
A journey of life filled with pathos, wandering, fear and love...