If it's a broken part, replace it.
But, if it's a broken arm then brace it.
If it's a broken heart then, face it.

What are you, if you've lost hope to live out your dreams?
And settling for the second best, in contentment that at least someone else is currently living out these dreams of yours for you.

What I do want to confess to specially you, ten years beforehand; would you accept my entirety, in nothing less than all wholehearted truth? Would I hurt you, if I let you in- Or would karma bite me ugly if I bare it full out to you, holding high hopes that you'd embrace me, my very own brainchild of imperfection. I just want to be truthful, in complete honesty with the least of an extortion from you. But would you accept me for who I am; what I used to be, who I truly am now and what I will eventually become? Perfect they say; that'll never be me all right. But everyday, everyday I keep trying.

One would not realize the true diamond thats hidden beneath the Pandora's Box- Hope, Love, Understanding, Trust and Joy. That given, if one's overwhelmed by the power of truth one longs to hear, but never could they control the very beast they had created. Epiphany? That'll only come when you make your choice to see the beauty in the ugliest.

Everyone is beautiful on the inside. No matter the scars on your face. No matter the cleft from your past. These rifts will close up by themselves through eyes that still can see. They say lost generation, I would say there just isn't enough people to this day that'll live out their moral courage rather than succumb to the conformation of what ought to be politically right. You deserve hope- that very strength to not just pull you out from nightmares you've been living out daily, but also the courage to continue loving that particular somebody whom you've neglected for the longest of time- Yourself.

Now I'm asking myself, what is love again?

Usually I strained to read the world blurry, in my
grey cell. Confined. I know the flies by name
By now. Not till, Corrida De Toros I could see
blood. I see red, splatters; smeared. I let out a
Grunt- I know, these handlers can't handle my
Handles. I could show them love alright..
Above, the crowd let out frightful shrieks-
A mangled mess. My mangled heart. As they lay
Choppers up my back. I gave a final pant and fell.
Treat love like a game. You play. Yet one day if
You die for the game you love. You pay.

Please, please;
Please don't take my sunshine away..

Everything about you was simply beautiful
Yet my regret, I couldn't put it perfect,
in words to be admired.
Beneath the eyes that used to contain love so ever pure
She lost it one day, when she let that boy into her life.

Yet girl, don't look back at all your past that hurt
You'll lose yourself the way how Lot's wife lost herself;
Future full of hope, if only she'd set her eyes in front
Hey girl, refrain,
Don't carry the world on your shoulders, you'll feel better
if you learn to let it go.

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全世界的人不知道,我不在乎付出多少..