I remember, long time ago, in my past. I was a boy with dreams. They said they won't last. I didn't care and refused to listen. I tried so hard to make those dreams come true. My eyes are open now. I'm no longer blind. Now I'm stuck to this reality. I can not change myself or my destiny. Don't think any bad of me when I fade away. There's no reason for me to hope and stay. I spent my youth believing in love and tears. How I still regret those wasted years. I didn't care and refused to listen. I tried so hard to make those dreams come true.