Confessions in a wooden box
waiting to be heard someday...

Standing all alone in a crowded place
Just like one of them looking at you too...

There is a beauty on my block
But her husband is so mean...

Different scars causing same pain
Different pills promising same cure...

My life is a simple open book
if you're talented enough to read...

Lyrics of my life's song
Surpasses my head everytime...

Sometimes i pass through your hair
and then i settle down just beside you...

Philosophical
Alcoholic sapience...

Someone in this mirror sings along with me
though his words has no sound...

In the month of october
my life was activated...

Silhouette of this black silk shirt
mesmerizing skin of my baby so perfectly...

Look at the brighter sun today
glowing like a bride...