You know.
I've always realized.
That when I'm down,
no one's there to listen to me.
Even if they could
they wouldn't.
My voice,
is like a distant wind.
It doesn't affect anybody,
It doesn't catch anyone's attention either.
My self,
is like a transparent glass,
I'm right there,
yet you can't see me.
Who ever knew
the bonds we shared
could be so weak?
Who ever knew
that the problems we face
I couldn't do anything.
I tried hard.
But no one listened.
Is my voice
that soft?
Is my presence
that non-existent?
If someone could just listen
hear me out
then maybe
these tears would stop falling.
-Yumi.
是DNA 唱我反调 还是我 的命运 不敢自编自导
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