The early birdA birds nest on the rooftopof a suburban homeThe vaguely figure of the city skyscrapersbehind the smokey backgroundAs the children walking to schooland the reverbrating soundof the morning bellThe fresh morning fruits to selland the scene from the cafeas i sip my early coffeeand the breeze from the distant seawhat a day to start offwhat a day to think soft
Sword of lifeSword of lifeBrings you respectand discipline
le perfumeshall we have this dancethe nite of pure romancethe perfume u brougth from francethe deodorance of ur incensei smell with pure joy and lovelinessthe eyes u stare at mespeechless
the mirror and mei look into the mirror with tears looking at the shape of my heart..blackened by sorrow, torn by despair and crumpled by dishonour.i look into the mirror and stare at myself..the looks that i have, is it evil? is it ugly or is it just a mask iwear to hide my true self.i look at the mirror talking to the person at the other side. My wholealternate world behind the mirror, the other side of life is not hereneither its there but its in you.i look into the mirror starring at a boy whom doesnt seems to know whatis the real reason why we are in this world.i look in the mirror and then i broke it. So the mirror will no morebe the burden of life to those who questioned themselves why thiswhy that and how.
Being alone allll alonelike living in the moontheres no night, theres no noonsolo and coldonly if i have someone to holdLoneliness kills meand the heartshape box unfoldno one to talk toand no one to be withtalk to myself thats what best i doall aloneto where ived flownand with myself will i diewith no one beside me to cry
sleepless and melincollieLaying down on my bed to sleepi close my eyes and i slowly weepi try yo tire and breath in deepbut my heart beats fasterand sour tears dripit hurts so much to see you goi will follow whereever the wind will blowlife must go on and i must growbut ill remember you from head to toeno matter what consequences its going to beits not going to happen between you and meits written on the stars can't you seebecause we live in a different worldtheres no way you'll be my girli can accept this but for how longim growing tired of listening to sad songsthose days i cant quit thinking of youand the poems i wrote about you and meand the paranoia i hadall wastedyour not a deliquent for stealing my heartand i had never wished i fall for you from the start
ngastHugs and kissesHit and missesHappily swimming with sharks and fishesHow my heart has broke into piecesHardly, wheres all my wishes