sunlight pass through the glass
a smile was plastered in her lips
tears covered in her eyes
it was not a makwish side.

greeted in delight
with both hands tied
sincere gratify
with all her might.

as she remembered
today is the day
she greeted herself
a happy birthday.

she invited her friends to come along,
on where she’s living to have fun and all.
they talk, they laugh, and they play,
and for once, she’s somehow okay.

madre looks jocular,
she didn’t know if that’s true.
but she just shrugged it off,
and lightens up the mood.

please, was faded,
when padre reverberated.
delight, was none,
and her moment was gone.

as the rain keeps pouring,
she's still there thinking.
"will it be okay,
if i'll be gone everyday?".

she wipes her tears,
forming in her eyes.
as the rain keeps whishering,
"maybe, you're right".

I'm a woman with a heart,
But one day it turned not.
It is not accidental,
That my mind turned detrimental.

Little by little,
Turning grateful.
Being grateful,
In the plot of baleful.

Wickedness, evilness,
Forming in my head.
Doomy, creepy,
Smile on my lips.

Sometimes I like to do it on my own way,
Being spontaneous on my own play.
But most of the time I love the way how it is,
Stabbing someone happily on it's face.

I didn't mean to be this way,
Watching you shivering from far away.
I hope you have a spectacular day,
Because you're probably next one day.

Drowning with my tears,
Forever it will exist.

I can't continue anymore,
I need to sleep.

Thank you for the memories,
It will remain forever in my head.

I'm drowning with my tears,
I need some help.