Note 1

A lot has happened.

Some arrived while some left.

Such is life

Like candles we burn bright and die

There has been so many unsaid things on my mind

Voices that want to heard

Before it will become silent indefinitely

But none were ever said

Not because I am afraid to be heard

But because I'm afraid I won't be heard

Even if I let my voice out

So I'll just leave this note here

I'll leave a piece of my mind

Somewhere would people can read

But also a place where people choose to read