One day i found a piece of torn paper.The story this paper told me was sad may be other parts of it had happinessThe darkness in its words of lost hop..
No one gonna take you painLifeless life and everything went in vainYou said u care for mebut i felt only when you needCan i at least talk about myself..
Sadness about the last happiness that i felt...whats running inside is emotions not bloodforgotten promises still calling mebut truth can never be che..