My Words, Your Words

Again, we come into a day
When words are something that we can rely of
These are the evidence to seek the truth
That already lost in labyrinth of despair

Is it like this?
Is it always the same?
Why do people have words?
Why can't people live as one?

Sometimes, i don't have any courage
Even to trust on anyone else
But i know i was wrong
Because, I've lost my confidence since that day

Do you notice that?
Do you try pretending to be ok all the time?
Who will stand and protect you at a time like that?
When you will feel free?

There will be a day
When you feel that you have lost all your strength
But, even it is going to happen
The Sun still rise and The world keep spinning

No matter how you try to express your hopeless expressions
No one will left you alone in the corner of this world
I'm feeling so...