Have you ever tried asking yourself
' Am I, really happy? '
Or have you ever stared at the sky while saying,
'Why am I so sad?'
The rhythm of words woken me up from sleep
Or should I rather say,
They touched the sorrow I was keeping away
Far distant little stars
Countless eyes I've watch pondering things
It seems like you've got one on your own
So I no longer wonder why it wasn't that hard for you
You've got a companion
I'm envious
The grasp of my hands from the metal shield
Unexpectedly slipped through the handle
Now I am vulnerable, a visible target
I smiled but I never wanted to be exposed
Love, the sweet season of spring
Would I be able to break free from my winter clothes?
Would I be able to shout out my euphoric confession?
Will it come to save me then?
Be the remedy of my ever wounded heart?
Hoping to be heard I wrote it in a paper
At last I felt relief
I wasn't being to honest to myself, that's why
Keeping the tears away, frightened to be weak
Fed by envy and grief and regrets and sadness
I will be forever here crying at twelve o'clock a.m.
