My precious pain, my poor luck..

my heart stop breathing. how can i get these feelings?

immune, secure, living in imaginary land..

where people are wearing the same suit, same color, same attitude..

"there you go!", "where are you going?:, some of that chit chat..

church, mosque, temple, and a lonely sit at the beach..

we never see nothing if you didn't see nothing..

committing to a fraud of hope for false alarms..