I am Falling Down

You have knocked me down.

I am lying on your knee.

Begging for your love.

and when I notice you'll go away,
and I'll let you go,
everything will be left out behind.
you are too far away...~

As Long As I Go

How does it feel to left out in the dark?
How does it feel when no one cares?
How does it feel to be your shadows of ego?
No one will understands else's feeling before they've had it.
Trust me, one die, thousands born. ^^

Read this,

It is the confounding variable, when I found someone else by your side.
In this case, I have had my dependent variable.
And the purposive randomization has been worked.
Just, may the hypothesis null has been rejected?
Yesterday is not the same with today.
As _el*x said, love is like double blind design with simple randomization.
I just don't think so. I have made the exclusion, but the inclusion kills it down.
You are the confounding one, not by design I can solve you.
It can be controlled just by analytic, which one I do now.
When I see, her, the intermediate variable one came. It is little annoying.
and it treats to ruin my project.
You are adam being.
There is no other minute to be lonely.
You are the control in case-control study.
So hard to be found out, even if it has been looking for by restriction.
Matching is never can be used to you.
You live on you way, do not care about retrospective.
No matter it takes it's role in yours.

I am

I was good, right?
How does it feel?
Find out an Ellen like this?
Am I too bad?
I am not good anymore, right?
Feuh... Just wonder, mom. Who am I?
Who are you?
I love this way.
Every morning sing, How lucky am I
But, somehow, sometimes, it kills me.
So damn hurt. So lonely, rejected.
Just like you, right?
How does it feel? In fact, I am never better.
Not I was. Not I am. How pity is it?

That's Too

I'm standing here Waiting for so many days
And I wonder where I am This time still going on
And I just couldn't find my heart

I'm looking at you I'm looking for love
I'm trying to find out the feeling
But, thought It has been going somewhere
I don't know

The most important that I try to leave behind
Yours is not ours
Too much this is Too hurt somehow

We need a more little time to understand
How beautiful the moment together
It's just because we had too much before
Too much this is Too hurt somehow

The Way

No one ever saw me like you do
All the things that I could add up too
I never knew just what a smile was worth
But your eyes see everything without a single word

'Cause there's something in the way you look at me
It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece
You make me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be
I never know what you see
But there's something in the way you look at me

If I could freeze a moment in my mind
It'll be the second that you touch your lips to mine
I'd like to stop the clock, make time stands still
'Cause, baby, this is just the way I always wanna feel

'Cause there's something in the way you look at me
It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece

You make me believe that there's nothing in this world I can't be
I never know what you see
But there's something in the way you look at me

I don't know how or why I feel different in your eyes
All I know is it happens every time

My Sorry

I am sorry for you. Lately, I am thinking too much about us.
We are here not just for today. I hope.
Tomorrow will be ours, will not it?
Just... I am too worried about us. Not, just me. Me.

And Then...

It is not so bad. Just, too bad. ^^
I'm gonna be okay, 'cos everything's gonna be okay. ^^

The Shadows

And, I am too worry about tomorrow.
Because of yesterday, I was so bad.

:)

It seems not so good, but everything's gonna be okay.
And, all is well. ^^

Me To You

I have my own way to learn. Maybe I was nothing. But, it seems not so bad.
I am I. And everything I have done seems so good.
I hate everything that I never had. And, I forget to thankful what I have had.
I am jealous with everyone's past, without think, how graceful my life.
I got everything I want. With a little effort, I got a big dream.
I make a sense of life. And, then, I am still jealous with the other.
How pity am I???