午夜怨曲

从来不知想拥有多少的理想　
还离不开种种困忧
勉强去掩饰失意的感觉　
再次听到昨日的冷嘲

徘徊于街中恐怕只得孤独　
寻回思忆中的碎片
变作了一堆草芥风中散　
与你奏过午夜的怨曲

总有挫折打碎我的心　
紧抱过去抑压了的手
我与你也彼此一起艰苦过

写上每句冰冷冷的诗　
不会放弃高唱这首歌
我与你也彼此真的相识过

从回忆中找不到天真的笑声　
曾留不底心中斗争
每次去担当失意的主角　
冷笑变作故事的作者

Sad Song In The Midnight

Never aware of how many dreams to chase, how many difficulties to face.
Forcing to conceal the frustration but yesterday’s sarcasm was reminded again.

Lingering along the lonely street to pick up those fragments of memories.
Transform into a hay of grass to dance in the wind with your midnight blue.

There’s always a setback that breaks my heart, traps my previous suppression.
Me and you both fought through those miseries.
Though written the poem with cold words, singing this song is all I want.
Me and you both knew each other deeply once.

There are no laughters exist in my memory, only those struggles got stuck in my heart.
Time to time being an actor of reject, or act as a writer with a sneer.

Submitted by wuhuahua089