Walking through the pedestrian of crowd You were shackled by your own cloud You went to a surprise party which never held for you You are the list beyond the overview You are not a harm person, not the nice one either You are just one creature who deserve to live better All that you want just one love But still you forsaken by none love Sometimes questions were left you in wonder Where were those people who ever hold the past fever People who you used to have, but now acted like a new comer Clustered in innocent mind, but well.. That's not a new bummer You walked searching for a trace line Head's down unsteadily lost your own shine You see people, while people may not see you You become a vague as wind which never be seen but blew
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