Hard to find a moment
Everything going on well
Waste too much, living in hell
I want to run away, where is the direction
People say it is the perfect decision
Is it real or just my illusion
or it is just imagination
Hate to see the weakness
you just turn back, leaving me sadness
How long this road is
It looks like too much salientness
Praying and singing, no more sorrowness
So tired, one step further one step back
So I would not like to go ahead