when the future will be similiar to all people?
when our dreams will come true?
when we will have opportunity to change everything?
when the hollow of my heart will be busy?
My life is always equal
All the days are bored
I live between different people
and all have an ability to special
Some know do us laugh
Others to cry
but, sometimes, we forgot
we forgot to return the favor
Isolate ourselves from
the rest of the world
we're thinking only of ourselves
We could be different
when the future will be similiar to all people?
when our dreams will come true?
when we will have opportunity to change everything?
when the hollow of my heart will be busy?
the friends always will exist in my life
The times pass and others arise
but few will be in my memory
for the rest of my life