My Feeling

Many types of stories I red ... But just a tragedy I could fit.

I was dreaming to fly ... But I have week wings to try.

I tried to be too closer ... As a result I was always loser.

Fleeing all the time for fear of loss as you know ...But I'm losing every day as you saw.

I was sorry to see you go ... and always miss you to let you know.

To feel comfortable I have to understand ... The past expired and memory will never be in hand.

Although it’s impossible for me to forget ... Added to that keeping all the time regret.

I'm always say good bye ... But some times I don’t even know why.

It's better to don't be more sorrow ...Because it's my way and I have to follow.

Emotions aren't words we able to read ... Feeling the care is all what I need.

Life continuous in all the way ... Some sweet and some bitter and we have to obey