merciless fate.

"you are so lucky"

said an unlucky person

" why am I lucky?"

I thought

the money I have is not enough

the health I have is not enough

I want to find a freedom to be

a word to say, a story to tell

but I have nothing but myself

and it's not enough to me.

I've seen...

there's people without a place to belong

without a redemption from mistakes

I've seen so much... desperation

inside and outside

I can't help but to be blind to the pain of my heart

do you still think I'm lucky?

I will consider myself lucky if someone loves me.