Zygoat

When the life give you a lemon . What can you do? Now I am eating the shit that the life giving me. Taste real bad. But beside than eat this lemon what can I do? Nothing. Everyone have their own special food given by life. I think mine one is better if compare with other. But do you think lemon really can carry out all my potential and make me stronger? I don't think so. That is what the life want me to be. What I want me to be is a different story. I don't need to follow the life cycle. I just want to have my own life. One and only one. Not other people shadow or copy. But so far, I don't have a chance to live my own life. One day, Surely got one day, I will live in my way and doesn't give a fuck to life anymore. Fuck all this shit that happen to me right now. Fuck you all.

把她忘記，這四個字要一直在腦袋重複告訴自己。 她很熟悉，很清晰，旋律很美麗，美麗得不需要伴奏。 空氣旁的音符在遇見她之後，自己彈奏出美妙的音樂。 她走過的地方，都留下讓我淚腺失控的氣味。 黑夜有時把她藏起來，只有再煙火盛放的時刻，才微微看見她的背影。 她頭也不回地往前走，時間卻沒有流失，流失的只是她的承諾。 她身旁站了一個男孩。我站在她身後一百米，我們之間站著的是回憶。 她的手握著他的手，我的手緊握成拳頭，煙火後瀰漫出的悲傷寂寞還是能自由地穿流過。 她和他越走越遠，卻忘了拿走我們的回憶。 這時我聞到雨天的味道，原來是回憶悄悄地蒸發。 雨下了，在沒有你的雨裡，哪裡都是你。 到底要有多勇敢，才敢念念不忘。