when the future will be similiar to all people? when our dreams will come true? when we will have opportunity to change everything? when the hollow of my heart will be busy?
My life is always equal All the days are bored I live between different people and all have an ability to special
Some know do us laugh Others to cry but, sometimes, we forgot we forgot to return the favor
Isolate ourselves from the rest of the world we're thinking only of ourselves We could be different
when the future will be similiar to all people? when our dreams will come true? when we will have opportunity to change everything? when the hollow of my heart will be busy?
the friends always will exist in my life The times pass and others arise but few will be in my memory for the rest of my life
