monologue

yesterday is history
tomorrow is mystery
but today is a gift
that why they call it 'PRESENT'

life

llife must go on.....no matter how life must be go on

tic toc no its the clock again
tic toc no its the clock again
beating in my head like a big drum
no matter how hard i try
i cant figure it out
why i'm the only getting smaller
the white snow that keeps falling
and falling
and it look like our life should go on
whether the season keeps changing
and year will past