I want to live in the place,
where there are full of greens,
where the skies are blue,
and the weather are cold.

Thinking of it,
seems like everything's
not cool.

living like a fool,
and being destiny,
to be played like having flu.
it might be something big behind it.

Life's a fool.
being jinxed makes me cruel,
I live and fight to be good.
but that's not what I really could.

I'm a human, who blessed with heart,
a heart which might be with Satan,
nor the heart which goes with God.

I can be Evil and I can be good.
Just the fact who treated me good.