How naughty the world to us?

I'm about to sleep. Goodnight!

Rumors, mostly are bad but that's the true and it spreads so fast.

My home was gone. Being use by the governments, by the politician. There where I try to sat under the tree while reading my book.

Am I a big fool in December? I thought it was great but something lacking.

A song that I made but I did not familiarize it.

Death is everywhere, still now I live!

A cloth is my armor and my shelter.