To have friends, its build a better world

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Sometimes , I just want to die ;
Sometimes , I just want to close my eyes ;
I don’t want to listen to anything at all, any more
And sleep for ever .
Sometimes , I just want to cry ,
Feel all those smiles from the past ;
Sometimes , I just want to fly
All over that rainbow that we build once
And dream with you and our child .
Sometimes , I just want to stop all this ;
I don’t wish to think at all anymore .
Trying to understand people, makes me sad ;
If you were here, we could still build our world ...
How strange is that day when we realize our age
And that we are still alive.
In the middle of the highway, we feel the wind blowing so hard
And Many motorcycles passing by, so fast...
We understand that we have to stop driving nowhere ,
But how to return , when times are changing so fast ?
Sometimes, we feel that there are no differences between life and death ,
Between our past and our present .
Our sadness becomes anger and our hapiness comes
From hurting all the people who love us.
Sometimes , we feel confused and think that nobody will take our hand ;
It is our decision to live or die.
To learn the beauty of the human touch or to sow the emptiness ,
Life is hard, but friends are here to help us grow up . ..