I want to smash that mirror,
That unspoken lies,
The cage that locked me without no compasion
Those feelings i scattered
Those continuosly sigh,
Those eyes like a deep ocean
Those memories that become dusty dust
I want to tore them up into pieces and let the wind vanished them in thin air.
Ah,what am i searching for?
As the goodbye words separate in a junction
As this reality bleed me and left the wound wide open
Life taste like inks.
-6 am in the morning.
