Please listen to what I have to say...
I've fallen in love with you.
I know I shouldn't have.
But what should I do?
Painful feelings are overflowing.
My chest is tightened up.

That's right...
I'm deeply in love.
A knife is plunging through my chest.
My newborn emotion can't be hidden anymore.
The more I try to hide,
The worst it gets.

The only thing I can do is.
Stay away from you,
And not let you know of
The feelings I have.

But why am I still crying deep down inside me?
I put on my fake smile.
And from the reflection of my window.
Everything becomes empty.
When you're not beside me.

I screamed,
But nothing come out
With the feeling I have for you,
Everything bottled up.

I feel lonely in a world full of people.
Yet the empty pieces of my heart
Can only be filled by you.

Writing poetry has changed me a lot
since i became a subject of the material,
and my words are more fixed and flawed
than myself.

They flow from line to rhyme,
stabbing me into the heart
a hundred pages of thoughts
is spinning so fast
that i can barely catch any of it
if it really means
a lot to me.

It is as to flood me into downpour with it
from the Sun
yet the typical look reflected on a mirror
reminds me of who i really was
and nothing can be re-written from a history.

No roses can blossom without a rain, they said,
like they babbles up themselves to say
in front of enemies
that every petals are new-born warriors
and
the rest of  the past was the biggest blur
as if they were dropped directly into
a wrong time, at a wrong place,
like it's made by fairy tales.