On my mirror

Now, i am looking at this girl
she's simple, nice and happy
with a hair that always stay in place
with a smile that even sorrow will love
and an eyes that having uncertain meaning
Her life was simple. Simple as what she wanted.
but as i looked deeper into her
Loneliness filled me..
like a paint without its color
A music without its rhythm
A Count without its numbers
a poem without its rhyme
a dance without its step
and a heart without its beat
Then.... she cried a tears.
I cant hear her..
coz she doesnt even want to talk.
i cant follow her..
coz she doesnt even want to walk.
I cant catch her..
coz she doesnt even want to fall.
I cant see her anymore
coz she doesnt even want to exist.
I want her Back!
A simple girl who was contented
Full of dream and full of beliefs
like a flying kite without its wings
a deaf who can understand what everybody was saying
a blind who can see the reality
and a heart having its mind to manage.
Manage that even sorrow will smile
even pain will be sweet
even defeat will be win
and even death will exist.
that time she was happy
happy as what she wanted
and now, she was ready to face me..
again.. shes on my mirror.