Long thinking to write the letter to God,also Dear Family.
What is the value of life?Looks philosophy,is there anyone to face in which manner?
Day by day?Or you thought you got a purpose that you can make it by your ownself?I do not know.
Is it enrich in life?i always suspect myself.
I do not keep everyone in touch that i can free in my life,do the things i’d love to.Feeling free,but lose somethin’,may be a sweet heart friend,i guess.
I’m surely to live my life in the most beautiest way,even fly pass.
Listening Music,reading,drawing,designing,taking photos,playing piano,viewing and travelling,the most interesting things of me.thats seems i cant do my best so far,fact also make me annoyed,just like a slob,no reason,surplus inexplicable.
Everyday in beauty condiction,unfortunately,still a distance to my ideal.
If life count in second,that will be longer,a far way to dream.
Counting in year,that will be no time to lenghen such as a sleeping lotus,how pretty is it.
Perfect always happend in a moment,sad is a long distance.
Walking on the street,sunshine on my check is warm,like hometown and my dear bed.
Maybe i waste my life for searching a balance of the life,its been require.Do you?
Roadside flower didnt care his menial saluted me,i gave it a gaze and think of my pure spirit when i was in child.Flower and thickets’ accompany.How do i get over that,like this?
20 years for coming this world,everything changing so do i.Childlike innocence has been blot out.Is it should be?Asking god,the sky,silence,quiet,just like a sleeping baby without crying sign.
I ask myself,there’s no regret to the god,believe in value of life meanning,even my energy is low as i work weaknessly,where to find the answer in no tip with it.Goodbye is one of the choosen,but im under the jurisdiction in possitive one.
God bless,
DADA
