No longer the urge and wait,
Feel like a feather so lite...

Different vibrant shades,
Painful reminder of sweet pleasure...

Do you see I am just not the same,
Look what's behind these eyes...

The anguish I share,
end up in...

Barefoot rest,
on the sand and back...

Show off tons of ego,
yet practising the name...

Across the table,
Silence screams...

Creepy alarm beeps at two,
Not morning but noon...

Thoughts and dreams,
Day or night...

Blessed I feel,
By my side...

I fliped a coin,
So many times...

It was I, me, myself.
Until a day you met I...