I want to scream out loud without saying word… It’s been so long since I sat on my favorite place, staring the roads, looking at the skies and feel the wind… If I was there, I feel like I am the strongest person, I may not be standing on the highest peak of the mountain, but it makes me feel like no problems can ever reach me…
Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor girl(boy), I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me.. (Bohemian Rhapsody)
The pain isn’t easy to go away, but I won’t complain. I wish that there will be a real happiness in my life one day…