Dishonestly tortured, torn to bits
Killed by her treacherous Love
Innocent victim, he became
Roughly whipped, blood-soaked heart
Laughing faces, evil brains
Smiling eyes, devilish looks
Kind hearts, fictitious love
Huge crowd, fake People
Where Is That World...?
... Is a world where you are with me.
Where just you and i...
An unaimed pen locked in his fingers,
In search of some words,
The sound of rain drops,
Hitting the hard surface of rooftop,