The Ends of July

the ends of July

my life begin with no reply

my mistake take control with a lot of multiply

the ends of July

every night i think about something

but something never can be everything

the ends of July

the story lies between reality

never become the integrity

and i live in the same "city"

the ends of July

tell me about my characteristic

and i try to be optimistic

in this place full of critics

the ends of July

my heart beating so fast

my mind trying forget the past

and my body still fight till very last

the ends of July

my path is already decided

and i want this story completed

the ends of July

even i smile..even i laugh..

there is a hole in my mind

there is a big spot in my heart

and there is a huge slot in my soul..

is not about love..it's just about life

the difference between the words "O - V" and the words "I - F"

it changes me to think about everything that surround me

then..i just sit in the chair..

turn on my oldie computer..

and just talk much with silent unknown thing..

it because of my complicated mind, can't stand for people to enter

the high level ceiling program for my own

no one can't open it with usual keys and see my mind freely

no one want to hear my boring story after all

the ends of July.