Everyone can see me with their naked eyes
Some can see me even I am masked with lies,
But no one can see through me even looking twice
Only Me who can see the the real me even with disguise.
My own sunshine may dark as the night
No one wonder what it might,
Others may care even like slight
But I am still just holding so tight.
Where the joy within my own craziness
Washing all the waves of sadness,
Finding my own little ray of happiness
Being the real me Me will find my own place.
～天使
