вℓα¢к ¢αт (Thomas-sanders)

Lucky are those who have found love
and been loved.

Lucky are those who bear the gift of face.
Easy is for them to find an easy case
for their own taste
- a goal for their own base.

Lucky are those who has an outstanding confidence.
For by it, they don't live with a doubtful fence.
Freely as they get any wants in their existence.

I give away smiles, pieces of my lies,
pretending not having rainy skies.
Hiding my Breathless sighs.