Found you

Been so long now,

I cant believe its been so long

While I never thought I would find you,

I still never thought that you could be the one,

Lying slowing and immersing in you portraits,

I see nothing but the right checks,

Although decision is too early,

distance is a problem,

I still cant tell,

will you be the one?

that change me into someone I longed for?

While I worry

I may not provide you with what I should,

I am also scared that you wouldnt not understand

I am trying my best too

Either way, I am happy,

For I have found you.

I am going to go for you,

and I am going to leave it to HER,

as I always do.

I found you.

Baby Dont cry

Even if you are crying
No different jilgeot
You said even if you are crying,
nothing will change.

But why you are you crying?
Finally, close your eyes Do you like
But why are you crying?
Why are you closing your eyes as if this was the end?

Laugh Now, it’s the last twelve
Everything is in the past, now smile.

Even though it left many people this song forever you at the Formal
I leave it to all the guys still standing here, I’ll be right beside you
Baby don’t cry baby don’t cry baby don’t cry
Someday I’ll shine, give me your smile
Baby don’t cry baby don’t cry baby don’t cry

By Eknock

Glass Box

Glass Box

I was patient

staring out from the glass box,

looking at how you are moving away

Helpless and lonely than one imagined

it has been long since I threw away the keys

loneliness now turn into anger

yet you take no pride in noticing it

despite such sacrifice

what hurts the more

is the circus you treat me

every time you pass my containment

you taunt, and scratch

to awaken the animal for your amusement

well, gone the days of containment

i shall now let myself free

free enough to scorch you if you ever taunt

all I need is that key,

that I once threw away to keep myself from hurting you

all you need is to wait.

I getting out from my glass box

Crossroad

Crossroads

Thousand days have passed,

thousand stares at the mirror

mulling over the roads

one brittle the other a rock

Couldn't one have both?

Perhaps time for a wise thinking

perhaps what is loved is never loved

and what is dulled is never dulled

the heart wonder,

over the road not taken

would mother and father be any other?

would the common worry disappeared?

As time crawls by

diluted in the rocky dry road,

as comforted as the molds on the frames

one still wonders,

over the crossroads

I do not think I will regret choosing this rocky road

at least time will tell.

it is only to the time to answer

nothing else