All my Life, I had only knew how to study, play music, have fun with friends, be with my family. It's always the same thing over and over again. It all changed, When something called Love paraded into my life, And tip every last balance I managed to maintain up until now. Sometimes when you look up from what you're busy doing, You see a sky so blue and were mesmerized by it, And you see the birds that fly so freely up there, How I wished I were one of them. By myself I sat down, Looking up I wondered to myself thousands of questions why? The only one I want, Is the one and only person I cannot have. I laughed to myself with no humor, Heart forever scared with wound that would never disappear, Soul eternally printed with your footsteps. At times like this, When I'm mentally breaking from inside out, I wonder why no tears come. I guess as you grow older, Pain become a part of life, That you don't even feel when it's there, Because you had already learned to get use to the feeling and live on.

F.F.May