I’ve come to my senses.
You said I’ve gone mad.
Have you ever think of my situation?
If I had set myself and push myself to do it,
Why don’t you allow me trying?
I’ve told you more than a million times.
It strikes my heart, every single time you said that to me.
I can’t find that crack.
I don’t understand.
I don’t know how.
I don’t know why.
Tell me what you want. Tell me what I want.
Is my dream, is something that follows me for a long time. In fact, till my death.
I could go on no more.
Not without knowing which is my way out.
Show me. Tell me.
I’ve been turning around the same bush for a long time.
I can’t find that crack.
Or maybe, I can’t find yours.
