Today, I found out something...

Happiness CANNOT be sustained.

When you are happy, the whole world is out to make you sad

But when you are sad, no one in the world would make you happy.

Is this my life?

Or is this how things work?

When you are calm, the whole world is out to make you anxious

When you are anxious, everyone ask, "What's the hurry?"

Is this my life?

Or is this how the world revolve?

When you try your best to do something, everything goes wrong

When you decided to slack off, someway or another, things goes your way

Is this my life?

Or is this how things work?

Now... I am wondering, where's my angel. I need someone...

someone...

someone...

someone to talk to...

someone to share my thoughts

someone... to lie on...

Where's my angel?

I wonder...

No matter what I do, no matter how hard I try, things just dosen't go my way... I think I should just give up and stone. Stone. STONE.