Concern..

Why the rule is like this

The fool has always blown like this

The one you love, one day he dares

And what he got is falling tears.

Why he's alone all these nights

You never knew with whom he fights

His dreams are flown with full of your smileys

He remembers the moments he spend so highly.

Why both destinies dreams for the same place

Why both minds go ends on only guess

Why the divine road was always not that straight

Search in love still games of hates.

He might have tired of all this race

And what I guess he trapped in mess

He is tired and lonely running all these nights

He's sick of this fake and string-less kites.

He may want a hand full of care

Like a wind in hair, like a snow in fair

And may be, he just wants your only concern

That yes, you do care and not to worry as you're there..