Why do people care when it's too late ?
Why do people hear the silence when it's too late ?
I can see blood scattered in the road,
Can see myself lying there in the middle of screams,
Can taste the feelings of tears,
I can hear the voice,
Killing the lovable dreams of my family,
I can hear the music,
of my beloved one's,
Shouting with their hearts,
With a small hope to hug,
the beauty of my journey again,
With a little trust at God,
To pray for my peaceful soul again,
To touch my beauty of soul again,

Why do people care when it's too late ?
Why do people...