wounded

I just wanna free my soul.
No matter how long I've tried to pretend that everything is alright for years,
but the wounded won't heal.
The scar of life is still there.

Love and happiness which collided with religion,
damn!! what a hurt!! and it's all about my life...


You and I are smiling...but we're not really smile at all....then what do we smile at?





inspired by:years of getting to know us, remember me