Many of the things I tried to care,
But sometimes I don't dare,
it's just that I'm scared.
Many of the storms passing by,
Everyone saying, can't you try?
I am soaked and somewhat dry.
My mind is completely overload,
And now wish to walk freely on the road.
Captured in the four walls;
Waiting for the beauty outside the hall.
Words are hitting like swords,
Losing faith I can't afford.
Screaming loudly inside the heart;
like a donkey tied to the cart.
This is what I never used to care;
But actually now I'm scared.
Everyone says we can't speak
As it will disturb your work streak
What they thought I don't know
I'm like someone buried under snow
Every day passing by ...