There was a girl
She had everything she wanted
She had
a lot of friends
a job she liked
a happy relationship
And no worries
It felt surreal
magical
simple
It felt like a dream
Well...
It was
Hearing a 6 am alarm clock
Getting back to reality
full of obstacles, problems, worries
and responsibilities
She crawled out of bed
And began her day-to-day encounter
with life
Good luck

I crave love,
a gentle touch,
a stare full of emotion
I crave passion and
desire
depth and fire
I crave an honest feeling
and haven't found it
yet
It is so absorbing that
I can't think straight
My mind is preoccupied
with a craving of love

I really like looking at you
Your face makes me
blushing and smiling like
a fool
Maybe I am a fool,
fool for you
Your eyes...
Oh my lord
Beautiful greeny colour of your eyes
makes me melted
and your stare kills me
Because it might never notice me

Running around
with a childish smile
discovering the surroundings
A little girl
and her innocence
are those which many find
incredibly delighting
After years and years
of uncontrollable curiosity
her innocence
is distant
as it seems to fade away
uncaptured by the very glance
of her pure eyes

Have you ever wondered what it is like
to be lonely?
Is it something you know inside out?
Sometimes it hits you
You feel overwhelmed
and upset
It appears out of the blue
and you don't know what to do
You just wish someone would actually care about you
You feel abandoned
And that is when loneliness
comes in

Once upon a time
sun was shining, birds were singing
It felt jovial, reckless, carefree
But...
One day all of the clouds
covered the sun and the sky
and everything became colourless
The world changed, the surroundings and me
So many worries took over me
and I turned into someone new
It is impossible to find the way
back
But it is possible to make
use of what you already have
And one day sun came back
and the birds singing all over again
A life-changing lesson

This little creature,
that feels and thinks, is a bit of a mystery.
Doesn't say a lot.
Doesn't say much.
Doesn't say anything.
But I can see everything in his eyes,
whether he is happy or sad
whether he is excited or languorous.
His eyes are the window into his soul.

All I see is fog right in front of me
I can't see anything clearly enough
to distinct one thing from another

Maybe it is suppose to be like that
We've learned from a very young age
to call things by their name

But sometimes it's something
they don't have
What are we suppose to do then?

Well...
I guess just let them be
Simple as that

I feel trapped
Like there is something
that makes me drowning
and I can't get away
I just keep drowning

Give me something I can hold onto
that you stay
Give me something hopeful
that we last
It is difficult, it is scary
But it's something we live for
It's something we'd **** for

Life is full of obstacles to overcome
it's full of hardships
But there's something beautiful about this
and ultimately
rewarding
at the end of the day

Where are you?
That is the question
I ask myself everyday
You disappeared
But I still hope
you will occur one day
And there is no certainty
But yet
hope dies last

My identity is unknown to me
as all the world's secrets
I'm wondering what my purpose is,
what my passion is
And still looking for it
Feeling stuck
Feeling like I don't belong anywhere
Being by myself
fighting with my own thoughts
What the hell is going on?

Men in power once thougt
to make decisions about women's bodies
without comprehension of such aberration of human rights
Once you **** women off, better run.

Lions in nature
They fight for themselves and their cognates.
So beware of their anger
Once you **** women off, better run.

Those beautiful, mistakenly considered fragile
creatures are ready to sacrifice the universe
To protect their families
Thus why to test their patience and persistence?