During my ambitious journey
I've never felt any place I lived in
But the past I lived in
The smells I have smelt
Crawling down the sense
I have missed to sense
The touch of the beauty
Defined by an angel rather-
Than me, the selfish thing
The laughs confused with cries
Oh! What I got myself into-
But smiles upon sad skins
Melancholy melodies swaying over-
Soft lullabies stream in slow motion
Like a waterfall down her lips
Grumpy kids walking innocently
Smiley parents rushing guiltlessly
My pale face feels nothing, endlessly
I get up on my knees slowly
That’s the highest I could get
Then sunk back to the future
The one I have always left