Yet
Where does the wind blow
Does anybody know?
Do I have to go with the flow?
I really don't know
Tommorrow is still very far
So I start believing
When this world turns into a scar
Then I'd stop believing
Why does it always happen to me?
Why do I always have to fight?
Now I don't wanna know whether it's wrong or right
If I'm weak or strong
I'll just leave a message to the wind
Hoping to find an answer
To these mind buggling questions
And this life with no destination
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