When I walk !n th!$ bath alone …
The $t!llness w!ll k!ll me …
The darkness,!$ in every where around me…
There !$ no l!ght , no vo!$e , noth!ng at all …
My happ!ness cleared away…
But !t left me w!thout say!ng bye..
The sunsh!ne d!sappeared from the $ky…
And the b!rd$ fall down from the h!gh …
My $adness become$ l!ke that mounta!n…
All the plant$ d!ed !n the garden…
The mou$e ..!n the pa$t , when !t $ee you …
!t run away .. But now when !t meets you …
!t $!t !n !t$ place and $tare …
I have feel!ngs l!ke all people in the world …
I can see , I can hear , I can cry …
And I don't know what goe$ throw in th!er m!nd …
Nobody !$ hone$t or k!nd …
I'm the v!ct!m and they all cr!me$ …
I don't know th!er behave!or CUZ I don't know them…
They alway$ keep them $elve$ under a b!g ma$k …
They l!e , l!e , l!e and l!e …
The life $eems empty …
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