Inner Desire.
True Love...

The words.
A scramble of lines...

Alone again.
Fighting for a reason...

I sit and pretend.
To be interested...

She puts a smile,
On my face...

I stare at clock.
Its a half past 3...

In the photo,
On my wall...

You smile,
You cry...

He.
The one who just calls to say hey...

Black Rolls of Anger.
Cheeky Flashes of Hate...

At the bus-stop.
Silence is golden...

When I was a little girl,
My world was bright with smiles...