“I want to live
I want to give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold”
Life is full of people surviving with conspiracy and hatred
… knowing but refusing a chance to speak out,
… working in the same place but chase different goals
… sleeping in the same bed but have different dreams
I didn’t realize how painful it was before waking up this morning.
I said it was pretty sad but it’s been extremely sad in fact.
I somehow lost a little bit belief in some humans’ dignity.
I admitted that I’m lonely, having a thinking-discussing partner is difficult.
I have the feeling that I’ll die young, know too much soon then leave this life soon.
I live my life so simple, but many others insist on making theirs so complicated.
I deserve peace and happiness after all the efforts I’ve made in my life.
I discover more about my mental world and feed my soul sympathy.
I learn tolerance from the intolerant and kindness from the unkind.
I see every realistic thing but only let beautiful things stay in my heart.
I’ve been looking for a heart of gold,
and I’m getting older.
Where is one heart of gold?