人生写照
所以我们写作
又拍照
深怕人生会白过
试图驾驭生命的意义
每一个人如何善用
人生起跑点和后天的资本
我们都有一个目标
活在当下之余，我过
每一个明天
Post-it
I’d loved to write how I felt
About you, if only it fits
On a piece of paper
(Because you are the days in my diary)
Relieved
It is a mythical comfort zone
When we thought everything else has settled
Blossom
Seasons will pass
Just like the blossoms that fade
Until next year
And the year after that
Time will pass but the flowers will stay the same
Blooming and whithering
火柴
我们都需要相信
一个来历
再小的火柴如何排列
进一个小小的方盒
我们都从一颗老树磨起
燃烧以后，会留下一把火焰
My Imaginations
Canvas as plain as white
Rolled out for yards away
Escalating into the deep night
As I colour my thoughts, dreams into a trail
To reach the end of the line, if it somehow exists
East side, I turned to see the sunrise as a speck of hope
Paragon
What a difficult word to describe
Such perfection
Where should I find an example
Other than you?
(This is too cheesy even for me XD)
Within My Heart
There is a space
Created when you came
Into my life
But ever since you left
It remains a puncture
Hollowed through the four walls of my heart
蒙眼
