Oh! How I love to write my feelings for you
You're my knight who saves me for feeling blue
Feeling these butterflies were new
In my stomach, I wonder how they flew.

Oh! How I love to write tales of you
I Iove you and this feelings were true
Even there were so many battles I went through
I want to win these fights with you

I'm tired.
Can I take some rest and lay down on the bed with flowers on my chest?
Cause I've tried already and gave all my best.

I'm sad.
Can I cry and take away all pain in my chest?
Cause I'm done keeping everything, to be honest.

I'm full.
Can I empty my mind and let my thoughts digest?
Cause I'm totally depressed.

The way she smiles,
My heart was melting
Even if she needs to walk a thousand miles
She never stopped on dreaming.

You see her with courage
At her young age
But deep inside was a girl
Who's still getting ready at this stage

dependency was a craaaap!
But standing by herself will make her to the top
And so she did,
She's making a step up.

I talk to the moon when
I find myself alone
Start writing with my pen
And throw myself a stone

I talk to the moon when
I start thinking of you
As I count one to ten
What am I supposed to do?

I talk to the moon when
I feel I'm losing my mind
Fight for it when I still can
Cause I don't want a rewind

I talk to the moon when
I felt true happiness
Feels like in a coffin
Releasing loneliness

Now I talk to the moon when
I have a story to tell.

As I look at myself dying
A secret. I'm not yet done
from keeping
It's not  mysterious nor thrilling
But a tragedy, that seems unending—tin🍃

She's a poet who writes for relief
and that made her a thief
Destroy every joyful people's belief
because she writes poetry
that will make you feel such grief. —Tin