Serenity Praise

Trust

We Are Not A Perfect Glass

Not Sure When Will It Break

There Are So Many Cracks

Though We Believe The

Uncracked Parts Will Always Stay The Same

But Deep Down We Know

Nothing Is Certain

Yet We Hanging Into That Feeling Of Forever

Everything Is Slowly Detraining

Sometimes We Patch The Cracks

But At Last, It's A Piece Of Glass

Meant To Be Broken

And Pieces Turn Into Dust

We Know This

But The Feeling Of Certain

We Keep Imagining It

Dreaming It

To Live