Life goes to waste,
I guess it's time to progress.
Like a plant that grew,
when you expected it to die.
When darkness surrounds you with tears dripping from your face,
like a storm raging inside you.
Prepare to fight.
To not miss this moment of progression.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Kind Of Thoughts (COMPLETED)
RandomThe things that I've thought. - Basically my internet diary -
