Walking in the world of love
everybody stared at me
it seems like I am only mice
walking in the world of cats.
In the corner of the street
I saw my reflection
and beside my reflection
is a girl who had a marble eyes and wearing a gleaming dress.
I continue walking and touch the girl
to make sure I am not dreaming
but suddenly a malleable marshmallow skin I touch.
And a goldilocks hair I watched.
Like a Cadbury when she takes care of me
Feels like I am lying in a cottony bed
I can understand my sentiment why I
carried away the stream of her feelings.
