Minggu, 21 Agustus 2011

ONE DAY


Every time I look up to the sky after the rain
I think back to when I was a crybaby
I was chasing somebody’s back blindly

Thinking “I want to be stronger”
The word “Thank You “ has faded into the wind now
Am I getting stronger?
I don’t know the answer yet
That’s why I’ll keep walking ahead