Laugh to myself...

Looking at these people, they think they have their own way, they think they got their own place, their own position in this whole world. But they don't know one thing. It's what a real man can do, a good woman can be...
Why don't anybody live with their true heart, their true feelings. Why are there many masks and many lies.
Think about something real, something true, something belongs to justice... Can anyone see the blue sky in a rainy day? Can anyone see the dark shadows in a moonnight ?
People thing that they got their way. They played and worked for their future, and depend on their feelings...
What money can do ? What beauties can do ? What love can do ? What justice can do ?
They all can't do anything because all they don't know who they are.
And people think they were all what they think they are....
There's a star light left me at nights. Thinking I would fall, but I didn't. I am just a single male, I can't live without affections, but I AM not a love begger. I can live just like I had lived before.
People call me a cold face man. But I know not only just a face, my heart is cold already. I built my own world, my own place to live, to hide. When is there anyone open the door and tell me everything's OK.?
I'm a stranger in a strange world. The world that may tell me lies, may break a promise what makes me hoped.
I can't live just like everybody here and around, then why ? I just need an answer to my heart. Now the only thing I can do is laughing to myself...



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*FATAMORGANA*
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