our Lord

 

If a man lost his confidence himself

he can not be confirm about everythings

and then he doubt of all

dream was so far me away

i have no dream

i have no dream

you had your jew

she had her love

and you

and your all

shame it by all human beings

what should you know

what did you understand

cockroach as you

a running mice you were

what a shame things you do

tell you

you really were so a few as a little stone

you think that you were great

if it was

there were no any one belong great

no matter G. Washington

or Sun Yet-Sen

think of you

so weak as a dead ghost

inside my mind

a paper fly with a wind as you

i guess those others' next

should i guess

ask God!

i was so stupid

you all were a genious

who did care about us

beside our Lord