decemburr-days

Moments have gone, time moves fast, Everything had changed, the world i see, was the past What can i tell from the real truth? For the existance of life is true? Love is your soul, for it to remain, is complicated For only a bit of time, the pieces become seperated Why is that so hard to watch time change? Because the every bit of life that passes, will increase the pain What is the difference between Start and End? For truly, we start where we ended, so nothing changed The time machine, i watch as it flies Regardlessly soaring, in its world of lies.