Seasons rotate, moemry has gone by now i look back.
What I cherished I missed out,What I cherished not I got.
Where do I begin to tell my gain and loss?
Alas, things go by in a flash cause and effect are blurred.
C'est la vie ! Forever letting go , forever hanging on...
My life is but a cycle of moment slippling by.

All my life is just absolutely empty...
No insistance to mist my eye...
So there is no one that look inside.
I am not this one.