too many things are left to nowhere

too many tears are cried for this.

time doesen´t stop just running forward



the things I miss



I do remenber all the old times.

the time of laugther and of pian.

these thins are gone but all the memories



do still remain.



better face the situation

time´s too short to run and hide,

better know where you have to go

running forward all the time.



sometimes in hopeless situations

when everything around goes wrong

it seems: there´s nothing to believe in.

you´ve to be strong



nobody´s born to be a looser.

every human beeing everywhere

life can be hard life can be easy



never care