Passing through rough seas, this obstacle course is surely tough.

Fate and destiny hold hands forever. This endlesscycle of drama, karma sends me into

a coma. No other dogma can paint things in terms of absolute certainity.

Genuine, you are my funny blue valentine. Your true colors shine as brightly

as a peacock. I know you care about me, but we can't share this burden.

History, this bittersweet misery is mine. Please don't intervene and ruin

the divine order of things. I have chosen to travel down on this primrose path alone.