Because of one incident, I woke up...
Because of the next incident, I believed...
It is not about time or power; it's all about heart.

I thought I was right, but I was wrong;
I thought I had the diamond, but it was just plastic.
It is not about faith or wishes; it's all about facts.

Some will stay, some will walk;
Some will play, some will stop;
Some will act, some will talk;
Some will go on, some will not.

I was nobody, a name had never been given to me... I wasn't even in the history. Perhaps, I weighed too little... Or perhaps, I was just a drop of water in the ocean. Ocean wide, ocean deep; I remained a drop of transparent, unnoticeable water. Salty... I tasted salty... I might be a drop of tear. Yet, I know I was useful. At least, I was warm enough to melt an iceberg in this ocean.

I thought I was a real and pure sunflower. I thought sunlight was all I wanted. But then I found that moonlight could also brighten up my hollow stem. A moon could also shine as beautiful as a sun. Although moonlight is not as warm as sunlight is, it is less harmful to my skin. I run around the sun, but the moon chases around me.

I kind of believed in patience, I thought it would make a difference.
I very much believed in silence, I never thought it would become indifference.
I also believed in tolerance, I didn't know I in fact created distance.
I believed way too much in freedom, and this was why it came the independence.

I was sailing with my apple, but the map tore.
I was sailing with my apple, but the compass broke.
I was sailing with my apple, but the ship sank.
I was sailing with my apple, but it rotted, in the end.

The words I longed to say broke into pieces.
The tears I hoped to shed, nevertheless, formed a crystal ball.
I think I reveal too much...
May I hide myself?

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