Days are dreadfully lifeless,
Losing liveliness in the day,
Losing tight sleep in the night,
Losing places to hang out,
Losing interest to do everything.

Its been a year that bro is ill,
Never intend to deal with it as a habit,
Still feeling fear,
Thankful for medication that makes everything under control,
But not completely healed.

Somewhat relieve,
As the tendency of being attacked is less likely to happen,
But once it hits him,
The fear strikes me two times than usual,
Coz he proves me wrong,
My perception that he’s on the way of recovering.

Please pray for this strong boy,
Who’s so brave to accept his illness that fall upon him,
Undergoing everything without a drop of tears,
So why should I?
May god bless him.

south lobby-->boutique-->gift shop-->old town.