enjoy yourself

Let the hearts of isolated
ignore derision
Ignoring the insult
Keep moving in the tranquility of the soul
Many do not care
Bustle just a joke
Tired of the same shape imprinted
Stuck in your soul withers
Blank stare time
Sweat wet wounds
I feel sick
I like the quiet life here

Sometimes the color of your smile
Although there are no eyes staring
Although there is no response you can
Sometimes exploded in anger
Growing highlights insult
Only a cynical grin exchange
Not infrequently even as a form of saliva ratings fall ...
You still do not think ..
You do not bother ..
Your anger will be a smile .. .. ..

See the thick fog still blanketed the earth ...
A drop of dew wet the leaves ...
Beautiful chirp sounds in the ear ...
The wind blows through the skin smooth

I see the clouds as white as jasmine ...
Also the sky, as blue as the ocean seas ...
Kusiap now face the day - day