: is anyone care?
do you like to see me standing alone behind the glass? unhappiness without any passion it wasn't my decision meanwhile time flying fast because we raised by this beautiful mother without man that she can call, "my dear" because we raised by this brave woman without anyone care somehow somewhere and now you and i holding hands together hoping someday in another life i dont have to standing alone behind the glass envy seeing those fortunate children growing with their parents -a tiny note, for some divorced parents -regardless of your up down or life's rollercoaster, we have much in common, we need each other: i need you and maybe you need me-