no one could help u?

i think only you can love youself~

pay your debt by yourself~

to encourage by yourself~

you could know something one day~

perhaps many chances wasted unless we are together~

 

 

 

 

 

I know all it's very cold, but  I know i'm a new girl. Still i tell myself often:

Perhaps tomorrow will OK, i could open my ears and heart deeply.

But why? those days on one could open........

I know it's cold and most of time i can't contain my love and hate。

I know selfishness is my error...........

I know i have many boring problems and should resolve at once..........

I know i think about much more so i have fever even bad...........

I know i didnt love you because you didnt love me....

I know i ldidnt love you because you love me.....

I know i love myself only if i'm in health......

I know if he want to waiting he could till i'm coming..........

I know perhaps i love something and advise is believe his words......

I know i say something to you that knowing you knowing me we are deeply sorry maybe broken......

I know all it's cold but you must believe anything you haven't know it could exist ......

I know suffering will text me all long and perhaps inside you are.......

I  know you are pretty like i love but sad is ture........

I know most of time we have many many suffering but your smile expression really influence me long long i want to have....

I know i should say thank you to my mother father every friends and much more...

I know your love is my love your pain is my pain because i have a lovely heart you give me......

I know all it's cold at last i'm very tired but i still tell myself everything will be OK Joy you could gain really love from a special pretty boy and your parents and your friends......

I know today i'm not joyous but tomorrow will be better off

I know i force me to trust you waiting me until next year or even.......

I know you really give me honey like sweet liquid that the words have power......

I know we can together doing as we want.........

 

 

 

 

gray , quiet and tired and mean
picking at a worried seam
i try to make you mad at me over the phone
red eyes and fire and signs
i’m taken by a nursery rhyme
i want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home

no amount of coffee
no amount of crying
no amount of whiskey
no amount of wine
no, nothing else will do
i’ve gotta have you

i’ve gotta have you

the road gets cold
there’s no spring in the middle this year
i’m the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears
oh, such a prima donna
sorry for myself
but green, it is also summer
and i won’t be warm till i’m lying in your arms

i see it all through a telescope:
guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat
lying in the back of the blue boat
humming a tune...