How?

There are lot of cry,

There are less smile,

around me.

How can I be responsible for other’s life?

But, I do.

Everything what I do it’s wrong.

Everyone who knows me is ill.

Everyone is around me.

And they never know how I feel.

How can I save everyone?

How can I live with lot of mistakes?

How can I love?

But, I do.

I love from my all parts of my heart and soul.

Why am I wrong?

Why cry is what belongs to my love?

I’m a disaster, I’m a monster.

But this monster loves too much.