Our life going to the end. All days numbered. The Numbers extending unclear. Do you notice this real?
Everyday flowing inertia. I have to escape it. Always remember too late. Now I want somehow work hard. I always regret again. short on time, and too late. So i should get back. As I don't grieve the ghost of me.
But scary actualy. I know my value is nothing. Can I face? can I climb over? No time desire to escape, Running inside on me. Can I face? can I climb over?
We are fighting our life. And We are escape our life.
Remember forgotten impatience and fear. We have to do what we can do.
We never know our lives end. If You want escape, it's alright. But come back someday. Now We just stand and alive.
Don't forget, grace is vanishing. Don't forget, lesson learned.
I will get back my mistakes. I Don't forget this life.