Why is the sun always angry,
it burns with anger and frustrations...

I'm not a perfect person
There's many things I wish I didn't do...

I am,
but a mere mortal...

Oh, my heart,
truth does hurt...

I always wanted to be a millionaire...
now all I wish for...

Death is a certainty of once alive,
hate is the absence of goodwill...

Oh Lord,
You did create me in your own resemblance...

I have a dream,
that one day, my poem will be nominated...

Life is a gift treasure it
with love and happiness...

It has been years
and years of broken memories...

So I lie,
That I can't die...

Yes.
We were lover...