Dear World,

How many centuries will this struggle last? Has it no end? How cruel people are! How difficult to tell anyone i am miserable. To feel as if i am rolling down a hell and slippering in a blank. Is there any worth to look the sky's eyes and for a colour that will change your sight? to be lost in the hotness of the sun and waiting for a bright , lieless smile...That is all. Floating along a guiet river and exhausted with rowing. Sentenced with my whole life. I am convicted to your smile, listen, what this broken heart is screaming to you. And ask where and when these tears are pouring.