Perception
On this big land , no where I stand .
Wherever I thought I could see me , It never meant to be .
Whatever I felt I can , I was the one who ruined the plan .
A heart full of guilt I carry , every day I deal my own worry with a face pretending to be merry .
On this big land , everywhere I'll stand .
Where ever I thought to be ; it will surely be a dream comming true to me .
I'll do whate ever I can ; believe myself and will go according to the plan .
A heart filled with joy I'll carry ; Everyday I'll deal my own worry with a face actually merry .
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