at times, some words, some songs will play in our mind repeatedly.
What does this mean?
Care? Or hate?
Or I do not know how to manage it?
There are too many trivial things in life, either to make it organized or just throw it aside;
nobody is going to bother as you are just an ordinary man.
I hate those repeated topic because it is a waste of time, can you please be kind to me?
Everyone is unique and has their own way of living;
perhaps you are not satisfied and disagreed with my way, but I am who I am.
I also did not instruct you to follow, please be yourself.
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain is really great, the noise has all been covered,
looking at the rain is going to flood the city, I am waiting silently.
Let all the trash at the feet being washed away.