One cold morning, I hope to be sitting near a glistening lake…
I couldn’t bear the light So, I painted my glasses
Dark clouds, soft winds Pale face, moist eyes…
I still remember how you loved those…
The rain washes down all my feelings and…
There is a disinterest in the air of this room…
That happiness was killing me silently and softly…
I won’t ever be able to make you happy…
I feel despondent right now like I am sinking in a deep ocean…
I am afraid If after a day or two…
