Dream

My mother did not know how many tears have spent my life at this time to face
It's very difficult for me to face this reality.
The fact that I had never thought of before, until I can not do things like other teenage boy.

I want to run as hard as my strength.
I want to scream as loud as possible to welcome the world
I want to sing the melodious rhythm of the music
But what can I do?
I can only write what I feel.

Mother, you had made I ​​for today's powerful
You always make my day a wonderful bleak
You always say things are beautiful to me
Until I'm sure that there are dreams and purpose to life.