Life's like that

I wanna go home .

My heart's sorrow and my mood is low .

Closing my eyes's .

Imagine .

Everything is just so unrealistic .

I'm just a soul in a flesh ..

Soul .

Do a soul have a face ?

Shouldn't be the one here ,

Freedom .

If I can choose to . .

Dust .

Like I'm always complaining so much ,

Waiting ..

There's start , there will be an end .

Breathing .