Now I realize how meaningless those promises were.

We can be sitting in a room together, looking into each other's eyes, and I can still feel as if I'm all alone.

Did we really ever try to understand each other?
Or was it just a game that sometimes people play?
Did we really ever see eye to eye, I wonder?
Was it just a game that sometimes people play?

I wonder if
We ever listened
To a word
That the other had to say

All that we shared
Our inner treasures
Are used against each other as we fall

I wonder if
Before we started
We could have known
That the road would end this way

What makes us give
Our hearts so freely
Only to find that we're strangers after all

Night and day, night and day, day and night
Night and day, people play, day and night

We fool ourselves
Into believing
Our difference will surely change in time

So we proceed
Blissfully blinded
Throwing caution to the wind along the way



Incognito - "Did We Really Ever Try"

Joy
Music
Tears
Promises
Walks
Regrets
Hopes
Talks
Questions
Answers
Fights
Secrets
Memories

And

My heart was bleeding.

There is nothing I can do to make this happiness stay longer than it's supposed to. But there are a lot of things I can do to make it last shorter.

I might as well enjoy every bit of it while it lasts.

I am so happy and healthy now, but I still wake up every morning thinking, 'Will it be today?'

That's what makes my life so hard.

I just noticed that a lot of my friends joined this group on Facebook called "15,000,000 for lower gas prices." Then it made me wonder if civilians really have enough power to do such things.

I remember when I used to study every single page of the newspaper every morning. And I couldn't wait until I become a citizen so I can vote and make a difference with MY vote. But from one moment, I just got so tired of seeing all these ugly things in the news and not being able to do anything about it. So I stopped. And now everything that's happening in this world seems so irrelevant to me, although that's not how it should be.

Maybe I'm too cynical. I really wish I was naive enough to join a group like that believing that I can make a difference in this world. But I know things like that are impossible to happen. That is why I give that indifferent look when someone stops me on the street to sign some kind of petition. We call this a democratic society but in reality, there is not much we can do. And that is very, very very sad.