Yesterday was a strange age A man I met with a strange look Who holds his chin like a quartz and loves his self like a tsar. He was a callous; the only man I’ve met With a scar of grief, his yesterday’s foresee. It was all about yesterday, The age where my age had changed by the view And the strange had changed by a scene Where love existed from nowhere to be found. And blemish had turn into a lovely scar. Yesterday, when no one sees the pain And no one feels the scar. Yesterday, when no one hears the cries And no one tastes the tears. Yesterday, when gladness spread his wings And rhythm sings her piece. Yesterday, when two hearts bloom With two hands rekindled by forever. Yesterday… When someone spares those magic words. And someone believed it never ends. How time flies without his wings was still a mystery But knowing how to love the most imperfect man in the world Was never been veiled it hath never been that tough. Yet the movie ends when music stops Then curtains closed when lights go fade. The scene was done and actors waved Goodbye awaits, a farewell peeks. It just happened. Yes.. Now we’re done Everything had just happened the day before this age When today, pain, and end don’t just exist.