I could recall life has ups and downs and we should enjoy the ride, everything we get here is a loan offered to be thankful for and never forget to return back, everything that happens has an expiry date. Life is a swimming pool and I don't know to swim to save my soul. I'm drowning, drowning, drowning, to weakness.... to death. The moment when my lips are sealed with the tears that's falling down. I wish someone, someone, some one, stop by me, please watch my eyes, you could read the grateful thanks I would ever utter, for going to bury this dead that atleast I may rest in my grave.