Chasing Fire

wow. its been a whole year since my last post.
and i dont know how the catashtropic words seems to overblow my head in a sudden, for a long long times since then.

for someone who told me to chase my fire,
please dont read. i bet you forgot that completely.


its like riding my back to you, afterall.
yeah maybe i felt a lil bit,yeah a clueless moron.


i couldnt find my fire as you told me to.
chasing the fire...isnt as simple as you said to me.


but really, i dont want to wasting my youth
im here not to disappoint myself
you know what begrudge me in the past
to made me choose the hardest part of my life
to revise the whole thing, to rewrite another ambition
to made me left my family, my dream, and my... ah.bleeding me.


yeah i was the forgotten, its not a denial.
a human drowned in a rigid ocean.
drifting the way he lived for , alone.
in a separated way, i put my lights on.
to refuse a shitload of brokenseller,
for a several times in my single breath


i just dont want to hold back,if i could.
there is something i need to disgrace
yeah you know, histories and memories stay remains.
but they has their own way to shown once more,in a different years ahead
its not about a reunite, it IS about to show you what is the fire you said


maybe we lost memories each others,someday
or a punch in our face couldnt help remember
im sure you know
there was a day we set the fire
and chasing it behind our backs.

someday.
yeah,turn the fire off for awhile.
and let times set it again. or not.


the fire,better hiding them for a thousands years ahead.
till we dead with no regret unspoken.