In the empty space of one dark room,
someone must be crying.
In between the blooming flowers,
someone must be laughing.
There's always someone in the world that suffers unnecessarily,
while someone else enjoys their own happy time unknowingly.
Where is that "saviour" that will make me smile again?
Where is that "storm" that will make me cry one day?
Sadness and Happiness,
both are equal the same,
though they're the contrary.
Two meanings,
one difference.
