In a fit of anger, they seem to forget all the nice things am i right?
all the little nice things others have done, and all you see is the bad deed they have just committed.......
When people grow old, i feel its as though one becomes oblivious, where you -Yourself- no longer know what peculiar acts one does, you become sensitive towards others' éccentricities', but you dont know where you might have gone wrong.. are we supposed to give in, and let live?
I know i will grow old one day,
but i see them speaking about each other, how they comment on each other, when the other is oblivious... its so sad. I cant do anything.
I just hope it will be over soon.



This song is so beautiful.... :)