Once upon a time,
As she lives her life.
And together with time,
She takes it with knife.
Lonely nights and dark days,
She lives as a mistake.
Broken road and narrow ways,
She feels forced to wake.
She walks in a path,
Where there is no one to hold.
Trying to do the math,
To sum up the lies she had told.
She met her weakness,
And feels as if she lives and exists,
Hope no one takes her happiness,
All things remain as it is.
As the time goes by,
She feels the burning inside.
A simple haze passes by,
That burned her life.
Six feet below the ground,
Living with no one,
Not a word even a sound,
Will she ever breath again?
The knife or the fire?
The bleeding or the burn?
The sorrow and pain,
The love that never remain.
She stay still,
To wherever she is,
Love and life is a steel,
Forever she dies as she always will.
