this seems to one happy umbrella
luminate vibrant colours
anyone can see it of it clearly
but
actually,
who did really see the tearing sorrow it hides?
no one
in fact
none could realise or care
an umbrella, produce rain by itself
when u not looking
...
when hiding problems bcome too much to handle
people might think a problem a teenage girl like me would have r not so serious
and
i also think these problems shouldnt be faced by a girl like me
the world is unfair
only if u understand what im facing
its a mix of every tragic events in drama u could think of
and im not really lying
im the umbrella that cries when people not looking
its soooooo hurtful
that now it comes every single day
...
im not used to crying b4
im not a soft hearted person
but when the God's test pressed me too much
its feel its not worth of life
my dream was crushed
my family was crushed
myself?
im waiting for a light
so i could shine the brightest without tears again
im getting sored out
this is taking all my energy
when ive planned all the good things i want to do in life,
now,
just a dream i dont dare to dream again
unspeakable
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