It's hard to summarize these grey days. Everything is just laying around my world, and I don't want to sort it.
I'm in a world that I can't fit in. All I can do is keeping my mouth shut and winding up my gears for life every fucking day. I'm a machine, don't need any passion. All I want is daily fuel for daily work, no need extra thoughts about anything.
You show up and beat me goddamn hard.
You remind me that I used to have a dream and some other important goals in life. You beat up my heart and force it to pump passion through out my body.
Yes, I'm still a girl with dreams. Yes, you're still a girl with dreams. Although, we're working for money for this moment. But that's just a necessary process.
I thought that we're not gonna be related anymore. But I forgot that, in some way, you're part of the reason that makes me still alive. You're brave, and you make me brave, as well.
I hope you are happy with your life.
I hope you are happier than me.
I hope you are more closer to your dream.
I hope peace in your heart.
And, yes, may the force be with us.
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