Selasa, 29 Desember 2009

sebuah coretan tangan

I now began to pause in silence
Cornered in a mistake that I made myself
lament of regret over the crying
is now increasingly petulant a fantasy

I was speechless
all minds closed to the average heart
There is only one soul
is tired and miserable

I can do something
stones can break my
I can beat queens
but I can not appreciate your sincere love it

I was stupid with it
quiet and kept silent
the longer it is increasingly tormented mind
the more chaotic my mind has

This sense of unconscious
cry cry like no one
chirp like a bird
but the bird is silent

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