lonesome man
Busy work, step it on and ends the dayBoring social activities handle them with a smile.GO Home Log in the computer in my home sweet home.Virtual to gain, virtual to hear, virtual is perfect.With no clue how come we went toward opposite direction.Same old thing, do it in the same old way.The pinkish purple jacket at the middle of the night.Virtual dance, virtual hug, virtual to have your heart.
Still possessing dream and future.Still prosessing dignity and pride.
Though i know clearly that i will meet many girlfriends.And just turn your back you will meet.but why i still feel not that it is not the best.knowing clearly that i never believe we will love till the heaven ends and the earth turn old.though i will never regret that i will not get that.It is simply that i learn how to do it all over again&finally i did it.Why just tonight i don't know how to say good-bye to my trouble.
Longing for one admirer within the pompous applause.Marching forward from a wreckage with no one to reveal.Sadness or gladness has already been a deal.Time to gain, time to lose, no one gets a clue.