I m scared that happiness born, 
Someday suddenly would worn
Rooting me still on the ground
With helplessness around.
Imaginations would die
Crushing me to cry.
Someday suddenly you would strive,
Leaving me dead but alive. 

I am scared that my eyes would
Struggle to see you stood, 
Near and Nearer to me
More than I dreamt to be.
I would walk but be standing inside,
Still there where my life died.
Someday suddenly you would strive ,
Leaving me dead but alive.