The rain does not stop in my heart.
Raindrop falls like my spirit, coldly.
Am I a lousy one?
I tried everything I could do, but the result easily denied all I did.
Is it so hard to be loved by your beloved?
Is it so hard to be needed by your beneeded?
God, please let me know:
why are you punishing me like this?
Am I someone who does not deserve love?
You make me believe it again, and make me lose confidence of it again.
A need that is simplest may be the hardest to be satisfied..
Solitude may be my fate.
Then I'll follow it...