When it seems to be easy, it actually is hard.
When it seems to be happy, it actually is sad.
When it seems to be rich, it actually is poor.
When it seems to be perfect, it actually is disaster.
When it seems to be full, it actually is empty.
When it seems to be colourful, it actually is black and white.
What’s on the stage is not what’s the reality holds.
Happiness is meant to be shared and treasured.
Sadness is not.
Hardness is not.
Trying our best to hide, to pretend and to act.
Not to be hideous but to be human.
Tears come every weekdays.
Smiles come every weekends.
Everything in this world works both ways. So do tears and smiles.
You, be happy.
And let me be, too.
‘Either or’ and ‘neither nor’ do not apply here.
‘And’ does.
Xoxoshikhin
When it seems to be easy, it actually is hard.
When it seems to be happy, it actually is sad.
When it seems to be rich, it actually is poor.
When it seems to be perfect, it actually is disaster.
When it seems to be full, it actually is empty.
When it seems to be colourful, it actually is black and white.
What’s on the stage is not what’s the reality holds.
Happiness is meant to be shared and treasured.
Sadness is not.
Hardness is not.
Trying our best to hide, to pretend and to act.
Not to be hideous but to be human.
Tears come every weekdays.
Smiles come every weekends.
Everything in this world works both ways. So do tears and smiles.
You, be happy.
And let me be, too.
‘Either or’ and ‘neither nor’ do not apply here.
‘And’ does.
Xoxoshikhin