Reaching my hands
to the horizon,
Trying to be
with an important person,
I try and try,
Even though you don't reply...
The depressing sound
of a piano's melodic tune,
Is smothering my fragile heart,
It won't be long that
my brittle heart can't go on...
Everytime I watch movies
that are romantic,
There's a moaning sound
of suffering echoing the walls,
A broken perfect picture
of a dream that was supposed
to be scenic,
Has been flushed away in
the drain as my crystallized
tear falls...
