Sitting on my room
Avoiding people
That surrounds me
Excludes myself
Especially to the people
That causes great pain
And Agony in my heart.
I want to go to the place
Where I can unwind
And refresh my mind.
My mind is in great havoc
And I want to remove all these in a second
I want someone could talk to me,
Could understand me,
Couldn’t judge me.
I know my mistake
I want to let these out
I know everybody would suggest talking to God
I know what to do
But I became guilty every time I pray
Want to hear an edible voice
But I couldn’t hear any voice
I know that my faith
Is in the state of crisis
That anytime from now
May cause bankruptcy
And worse is lost.

For him, there's one thing loathe him most
Being betrayed is the detest
Don't you ever try to do it
Or else you see the other side

For him, love doesn't matter at all
Money is all he needs to survive
Love can cause scarcity in our lives
Therefore, money is greater than love

For him, strength is enough to provide needs
Strength is the thing he can lean on
Through strength, the only key to get money
And strength was a great combination of money

For him, respect is the most valuable thing
If you have respect, you can gain others too
Being respected feels special to everyone
But life is deceitful and it enters PRIDE

For him, we don't have to go to church
It was such a waste of time and effort
For he doesn't know the real purpose
For he doesn't know who Real God is

For him, God is always on our side
Yes He does, always waiting for you
For him, God could understand these all
Yes, He always understands way around

For him, one-minute prayer is enough
But God wants a heart to heart communication
For him, simple worship is enough
But God wants a heart of real worship

But for him, it was just a big lie of life
It contradicts everything to his set of principles
He even neglects the convection of love and truth
Then, I wonder how could God love this person so much.

You used to be my subject
every angle, you're the object
inspires me to do more works
and ended up with great artwork.

I can be your Edgar Allan Poe
In a midst o critical world
Could be profound
just to be my Annabelle lee

Rather be your William Shakespeare
timeless age for your soul
endless love bringeth whole
even though just a buccaneer

but ended being Arthur Conan Doyle
You see but you do not observe
The mystery of my love for you
Single glimpse from you can't resolve

Every verse was a reflection
of every inch of you
But you keep on ignoring
And only received a rejection

You prefer to be just a prose
Catatonic yet simple
In my imaginative elated world
where our story remains untold

First saw you when you're in Music Hero
You played your guitar in a way of allegro
Your contact with the audience was remarkable
Performance of yours indulge unspeakable

Until I end up admiring you unstoppable
Finding you more attractive was agreeable
Oh, how I wish to see you personally
But the reality hits me clearly

I know, I may inactive fan often
But your name won't ever be forgotten
Louise, it was you that my mind seeks
It was really your name my mouth speaks

When my ears started hearin' what others say
I wouldn't listen maybe I fall away
Truly your the boy I admire from afar
It was the distance that separates us afar.