Feast in a dish of pain

I couldn’t saw the world yet not blind

I couldn’t met the people yet not broken

And all my direction was there but cover with fog

My labour sought my dream yet to found relist

My glamour lost my self-esteem yet for round idealist

And all my ambition s strong but cover with my weak

There was no sunshine yet its day

Here is nothing happen yet its night

And ll my time was but cover with my unpunctuality

Their joy I feast yet a dish of pain

Their hope I harvest yet a field of barn

And all my good was but cover with my bad.

My life was not alive yet I breath

My luff was not with us yet we faith and honest

Now you have sunshine me

That’s why I walk and run even destination in zenith.

So that I wait and do even station in imagine now you blossom me

Leykhika