Misfortunes
Someday when all the doors of hope closes
and you find yourself in a labyrinth of misfortunes
Someday when gazing at the moonlit sky changes into constant stare at your colourless ceiling
When an expressionless face is all you can see in the mirror
and keep wondering how everything seems to be in peace while you are torn into pieces ...
and you find yourself in a labyrinth of misfortunes
Someday when gazing at the moonlit sky changes into constant stare at your colourless ceiling
When an expressionless face is all you can see in the mirror
and keep wondering how everything seems to be in peace while you are torn into pieces ...