Maybe you could tell that life is boring, or it can't understand you as you want to, or maybe you'll tell that life is sucks, college fuck, as does when it comes to love.
But, could you understand?
That this life is precious that you thought?
Coz you can make it the way you want!
Life is like a plain paper, and you COULD paint it by yourself, put all the colors you want.
You can draw something, or maybe just splash that paint the way you like it.
Or you can let the paper plain, without something on it.
It's your choice, man!
Don't blame others, for your plain life.
Blame yourself, for not paint your paper.
My life's not depends on the way it comes
But how I see it
How I colors my life
* ah, this is just my random thoughts.in this random night. :p *
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