The sun came up through east, as usual |
But it shone over me today, being neutral |
As if life's fair, as if people care ||

But my mind knows, that is a game |
My heart is a fool, just like my name ||

I have ecstasy this forenoon, is it a gift by God? |
It feels like illusion, testing me like Lord ||

It's feathery and dreamy today, the leverage's pulled off |
I keep my head high, though I hear them scoff ||

The rays slow down, breath of wind turns cool |
My smile wears off, the anguishing demons drool ||

Moonlight transpires, tearing the illusion |
Reality hits, leaving a conclusion |

That no matter how many years pass |
My soul remains distraught and heart of glass ||

The moon is better than the sun, my mind mutters |
Even so, illusion envelopes my pain, my heart flutters ||

These notions sleep with me, in my bed |
The bliss and despair stays, enlightening my shed ||