i choose

in this world no one will treat you the best 

except your parents and some of the wonderful partners 

long ago 

i choose the way 

the way that makes me cry 

the tears makes me strong 

when you were Infancy 

your parents will woke up and get you milk 

when you were childhood 

your parents will let their hands and ask you to stand up again 

when you were the youngster

your parents will told you must study well

when you were adulthood 

your parents may looking you walk away with him/her 

when you were old age 

you may regret or you will miss them 

all this long....

i choose 

i choose to be quite

i choose to work hard 

i choose never miss concentrate

i choose to fall down and up alone again 

but what i can't choose is 

..........

everything around will change 

even the air around us 

time...

it can mix up alot 

it can change alot 

i hope time won't change something important to me 

i can't caught it 

i can't hold it 

i just using my heart to keep it 

♥