From water, I rise,
Then I open my eyes,
See the wound in front of me,
Then I touched it so real,
I saw happy faces,
And I was careless,
All I felt is pleasure,
Not caring about the rule,
I came near the masks,
Not knowing they have knives,
And so I was blind,
Without a mind,
And so life's a risk,
Living to lies,
Don't know the definite road,
And here's where the story start.
- C.C
