I feel good breathing the fresh air
But in the ******,
I will be spinning along with the tornado
I try to hide as a most wanted criminal in the city
But during the daylight,
I will be sitting as a roadside beggar
I sing songs with the dazzling moon
But on the new moon day,
I will be left in the dark lonesome
I fill up with huge excitement and passion
But a minute later,
I will be with deep anger and depression
All the things making me be as undefined to myself!

I
was looking
through the smog
and
wandering at
isolated places
in the forest,
listening to all
the horrifying
sounds
and
trying to
identify the
masked faces,
with the feeling
of some
unexpected
moments...
A sudden jolt
woke me up,
to make me
realize
it was just a
Midnight Dream!