Night comes by again,
Days has done its duty,
Human are like rain.
Love is the natural beauty.

Done damaged the heart,
All the pain this small one gets,
It really can feels the hurt.
Thou it is the weakest target.

The more it gets the pressure,
It still give the same desired beat,
Although U think it is pleasure.
Even the heart can feel the heat.

The cruelty of life can be agony,
It doesn't only serve happiness but also pain,
Let this be an apology.
As I don't want to be insane.