Struggling not to fall
Break down in society...

With every smile
You make me wish...

Forming a new world
Hidden behind the outside...

What we now learn
And see on TV...

We don’t need to talk
We don’t need to touch...

Let me feel
That you understand me...

Think about
Who you want to be...

With gentle wings growing out of my back
I paid a flying visit last night...

Look into my eyes
and tell me what you see...

This poem is about the awkward political situation...
Demonstrations and walkouts...

Abroad heaven
My dreams fly high...

Due to the tears
I have lately cried...