The clock is triggering my heartbeat.
Past, present, and future keep replacing each other.
I’m walking along the river of time,
Where did I come from?
I couldn’t see it anymore when I looked back.
Where am I going to?
I haven’t had a sight of my destination.
They told me what should I do,
where should I go.
But I only know I hold the key of my own destiny.
What they said might be true,
but it’s just one of thousands form of life,
I just don’t like it.
Walking down a path of life,
That’s no turning back,
thus I can only move forward.
Even if it will be painful,
even if it will be pathetic,
I will carry on,
because I know,
I am not alone.
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