- Mia - 15th April 2010 -
He was once a newborn baby.
Developed with mother's loving soul,
Bathe with father's rich property;
It was all luxurious life,
Until he woke up as a big boy.
He was once a teenager.
Failing to obey his mother;
He put her in life full with regret,
Acting as if his father was a rival;
He changed him to be a heartless man.
Until he woke up as an adolescent.
He was an adult.
True love had found it's way on him;
He married his aggressive lover,
When he thought he had gave everything;
She left him broken into pieces, alone.
Until he woke up with wrinkles and white hair.
He was once an old man.
When he laid on his bed, expressionless;
He began to miss his loving mother and rich father,
As he let himself cried to sleep;
Only then he realized he knew how lifeless he was.
All this time, because he was the wrongdoer, himself.
Now, he's happy.
He's now drifting into the air, high.
Planning on his first list to do;
He'd ask forgiveness from his parents,
Proposing to find a true love once more,
And...
To promise his stupid, cowardice self to have a better life.
Not lifeless, like he used to be.
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