Cried in the corner of my weak heart.
Looking where the beauty lies.
I track a step that is never certain.
Where is the real taste?
All fantasy is me.
I cry here but without a sound.
Helpless when dark covers me.
The more I get lost.
Do not know where the direction of purpose in my life.
And I'm silent and contemplating myself.
For a moment my mind was lost in direction.
Drizzled along with the cold night ...
Close your eyes in silence.
Trying to scream loudly.
But still as usual,
No sound ....
Follow me 
