Too Pleasure To Be Sad

I…
Who do not know much about everything,
Too naive been said that know about the heart
Only a little bit desire that comes up through the mind
It is not the whole sense,
Just of what it calls precipitate
Or a bit of flash from the reaction of the sense itself
Being interactive with the feeling around it
And unstated heart which there is no trust to be gained
I…
Do not know where I am standing now
Just too pleasure to be sad
And afraid the things going to be better
Just do not know how to deal with it
Too much pain that surrounding
Put it in the place just to get used to it
And how devastated rebound chop it was