I have seen
I have been
I have recorded deep in my eyes
Seek someone who can read inside
Seek someone who can see what I write
The book once closed will be unwritten
Just hope what I feel
Is recorded somewhere
Somewhere in someone’s eyes.
I see things and record it the way I feel. Laughter of others sometimes is my tears; cry sometimes my giggles. I don’t see the world the same way as the others see. In fact we don’t see the world the same way as the others do. There are 360 degrees in a circle. When we walk around the object we see different view of the object. Will there be any coincidence that the others and we can walk at exactly the same angle at the same time? Or can we walk into the same angle at the same time. When time changes, light shades differently.