Where water lies,
from drops of cries...

Society can't
ruin my creativity...

Don't fret that sweat away
it's here to stay for always...

Your face not but a night light,
giving me peace as I sleep...

Winner at a losing game.
Sometimes your heart freezes...

Without Colored Paint.
Paint the hateful words...

His words of wisdom shock me,
it's more than I expected from him...

The reasons are unknown to all of man-kind.
Answers far from answered, still lingering...

Sing me songs of foreign rain,
that falls through-out the night...

Shape your heart into a square,
so that it looks elegant and fare...

This is written for you,
your selfish mind...

Written Words
You speak to me of beauties...