Rushing up "memories",hushing up my "tears",I sit by myself in a world so cool,
It seems to me that to cause pain in this world I was just God's little tool,
I believe in myself not,not realizing my worth so true,
Feeling that in incomplete sunshine my plant of life grew,
But still special I am and on that I can bet,
Because "I think" I know the secret....
The 'hollow' laughter of these people always surprises me,
Coz I feel I understand something that they don't even see,
I feel shocked to see them running after happiness so fast,
Knowing that not even ' a moment' will it last,
But still special I am and on that I can bet,
Because "I feel" I know the secret....
I may la