I Want To Hold The Lights...

I want to go back... I really want to go back. 

I do not know what is happening to my thoughts nowadays. 

How glorious those old days were... 

If I could go back to my past... My nostalgic childhood life...

I can only feel it now. Time flies. 

The real me is not in me now. 

I really miss me, the real myself. 

How have I changed like this? 

I can't understand why have I become like this.

 I shouldn't have allowed me to surrender. 

Why didn't I fight? Why couldn't I respond? 

Why couldn't I show the real self? 

The depressive thoughts are really annoying. 

Not allowing other delightful thoughts into my neurons...

The light which always show us the right path...

I lost my way... way leading to a world of light.

Let me hold a light in my hand...

Let me feel the happiness and let me fly like a phoenix bird.