The other days

Lastime I failed with my love

The next day I failed with my dream

On the next sunrise I want to smile

But at the end I found myself still hanging around.

Last winter I felt the coldness of my heart

Last summer I'm burning with my desire to get up

On the next days I found myself still tingling for what I have

And in the end I'm end up confused and no one around.

Today I cried silently for my pains

The other days I cried for my imperfections

On the next days I forgive but I found myself missing in the vast field of dreams.

How many days I need to feel these?

What day I can see the stars on my head?

What joy I can bring for everyone?

If inside me I am lacking of all these things to be done..

I tried many times and accept the sorrow

Find my peace and those horrible things to burrow

I am now back to myself to whatever downfall

Because I believe that God will shower me of so much things and love tomorrow.