Unspoken

Some thinks that I'm lucky;
But for me it is funny.
Funny because I think they were kidding.
I see something was still missing.

Sometimes I feel that I'm happy,
but when I see them laugh I felt that something was a mystery.
A mystery why there was pain in my heart.
Just like a bread burned in a hearth.

Then I saw you in the dark part of my life
And you offered me light.
But I ignored you and continued to cry.
So you held my hands and said we will fly.