Reckless

I somehow becoming the person I am not. I turned out not to be the one as I ever was.

Don't.

Just don't let that happen. 

Known by the world

How can I tell the world that I'm okay. How can I tell the world if I'm not okay. Actually the universe wouldn't care if I'm happy or sad. People just deem things are okay. And even if it's not, they are just still gonna make it as fine.

Time is (not) running out (yet)

Dear my little time, would you like to stay a lil bit longer?
Dear my little time, would you like to give me a chance?
Dear my poor little time, would you like to slow down?

I wanna let go of reins a little bit.
Let me see my world in my own time
I believe my precious time would come soon :)