Moving within these circles,
lurking , lingering...

Gazillions of tears crashing up,
asking me to get over now...

No matter how much i try,
It'll persuade me until i sigh...

Fall in love or fall in hate,
Get inspired or be depressed...

By recalling those memories,
and hiding these tears life will never rest...

My left wrist,
marked with all those scars...

Peices of my single soul,
Left with no freedom...

I carved once more,
The numbers and letters on my wrist...

Trembled dreams,
and shaken world...

The lost child,
Within in the masquerade of world...

Is their any one who can kill me
and curse me...

U r my honey bunch,
sugar plum...