What is for others is not always for me, but I can always admire loves beauty from afar, and the willingness and lengths that people go for to be with each other makes me happy.
No man. No woman. No son. No mother. No father. No brother. No sister. No cousin. No other.
No magic book, no secret diet, no lavish life, no evil eye.
Nothing can save you now.
No one will help you now.
Nothing and no one will be with you now.
Except you yourself, and "I"
I used to think I was dreaming of a golden camel that I could trust.
When times get tough, I thought I could trust you enough.
But as time passed, the golden paint started to wear off.
Then I saw your mask for who you really are.