All my thoughts are scattered as
I stand in the middle of this blue sea
Gasping air to bring myself back to life
Everyday is a battle for me
This war never seem to end
Everyday brings a new reason
New reason to fight
How expensive has happiness become?
I dare to open the Pandora box
For just a scant of it.
Lucky are those people
Whose minds are vacant and filled with
Volumes of love.
Where I stand is a misery.
I shed blood of agony, tears of torment.
Maybe to free this soul, I need a little hope,
A little love, a little love from u, a little love from all.