Tuesday, 2 September 2014


I feel drowning deep in an ocean of depression,  there's no light, there is no hope
The deeper I sink, the more I curse myself, for the time I wasted
It is easy to imagine, it is easy to dream, about standing on top
Even my dreams are fading away, my thread of hope is leaving the grasp
At the end, there is no one but you,  there is no one to look back in that mirror
Except the face you wear,  cold,  a mirror is always cold, everything is a reflection
A win is a reflection of your efforts, my mirror is lost,  my efforts weak, the surface is too high up
I can not climb out let alone to stand on my feet
It's a sea of never ending depression,  I shall continue to drown
You can see the whole world, it's hard to see them stand while I drown.

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