Blindman's Buff

I was blindfolded and walking to the place where I heaved somebody clap their hands. In the beginning when I just started to toddle my way. My life is a filter tip which I heated it over a fire Smile or Cry...... Smile or Cry...... You know when I was six I learned how to tell a lie ...because I noticed that I made a mistake Smile or Cry...... Smile or Cry...... Smile or Cry...... Smile or Cry...... And in time, their hands didn't clap. My body and soul Were crushed at the end of the space. That's the feeling