changes all around and everytime. and everything is changed in my head. i'm longing for a change. i wouldn't beg but for a change. i never will get. i spend my time in learning.
i'm looking for a mirror. to face my eyes. and realize. the beauty of youth. is the only thing worth having. i'm jealous of everything. whose beauty does not die.
i've met the strangers at a place. more than a million miles away. they were so nice, so full of grace. i know they came from far away. now i'm walking on magic fields.