Don't know what to start and it's my another night
I failed-trying to write a thesis proposal to submit
to some of the professors tomorrow.
It seems that my academic life is not suit me
but I have to try my best for my father.
I hope you will meet my mother in heaven somewhere.
I really want to see your museum that closed five years ago
in Japan.Mine has been sick for almost 4days now.
I'll bring it to Mall tomorrow for a new set of strings.
There's only one D left but I have to change them all,
like my life.It's very painful to loose a little thing,
like a string that binds our heart.It's one of the reasons why I want
to see one of your heart-collection.
I don't know, Is it wise, taking a life? I gonna live with my mother
someday in heaven, maybe next to you but since my second half life
has just begun, I have to live to take care my father.
I have to live to weave my dreams-for the charities.
I have to live because my best friends trust me without any notice
that I, their friend has too complex life style.
My life? has gone so far, I couldn't turn my back to be a little girl
who doesn't know the Beatles, those six strings,A-Z, neither Brett nor Yoshiki.
What could I do?
If you met my English teacher,I think you'd love him.
He might be sitting next to you. He loved to drink and smoke.
Pls.show him your talents in singing and guitar playing!
I'm out of word again.You know, he's always in my mind.
Everything He possessed while He was alived,
they have been growing on me so far like I was his heredity;
in his music, French, guitar and London's soul.
Rest In Peace your Pink Spider.Apologies If I wake you up for a while.
Therefore, I lost my D and it hurts.It reminds me to someone whom
I missed even once in my life on the stage with Yoshiki san and
before you passed away and X-disband.Hide san no Guitar wo mitai desu.
MATANE! Tim desu, Thai fan kara.
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