There is a boy who’s his story start with a blank
Look at the sky, its totally blank
No star no cloud no nothing
Look by the hands..nothing but an empty blank
But he wants more he deserve to wish for it
Life not good, life not guaranteed
As long as he stay wondering why his sky is so empty
So he try to find the stars search for the light
Stand up with that blank smile with that vector non effort
Atleast the story got its purpose
A dream..a dream for an adventurous end
Willing to sell his life just if its trade-able
To scar up wound up hell blood up he doesn’t mind
The story still keep sketched as the boy keep searching
Just hoping atleast the sky wont ended empty
The hand will able to hold..other’s hand……
I’m smiling as my body scared..coz its marks reminding me how I start empty, and moving visionly…orang manja selalu rugi,orang tamak selalu untung..itu aku percaya…… (^^)~