He just a young boy,
A young boy that struggling to buy everyone pink roses,
Living in a happy and loving family was his aspiration every day,
How he wishes, he will live with the full of daffodils,
But from day-to-day it seems bitter to swallow.
When everyone kept pressuring him,
When everyone wants everything from him,
When everyone puts a lot of stones on his shoulder,
Who is just a young boy?
A young boy that had future that he must achieve,
A young boy that wanted to be treated nicely by his own family,
A young boy that just wants to be happy and proud to have a family,
A young boy that wants to plant a lilac, hyacinth, and gardenia around the house.
He really wishes it..
But the question is,
Until when? Until when should he holding on to this pain?
Until when should he be patience?
He only just wants to live happily like other people,
The young boy,
Who is desperately wishes it.