I stare at the mirror All I see is a Monster When have I started to become This horrifying wraith? Like Dorian Gray
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
Incredible is my mother She is kind like no other A pure Angel is nothing compared… Beautiful and fraich as dew, Enchantress
What a beautiful rose in my garden I look at her And I remember Only her Can keep my secrets forever
Pain radiates from my shoulders As I am carrying the whole world I imagine others hurting Like it could ease my pain But it won’t ever go away
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
Of a Sunny yellow She wears a legendary name Growing at the place Narcisse had drowned From the own contemplation
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
The Lily of the Valley Blossoms beautifully Its fragance is light and fresh But poison runs through its veins, A dark side it surely hides
It’s the darkest night I have ever witnessed The Moon reflects on the river In a luminescent wave Here I am
Anxiety is dancing in my mind In a loud trance My fears Are rushing into my head How can I ever stop them?
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Every night I wonder Will you ever be my knight? It would make my heart pound To know that you’re mine The two of us flying, freed fom ou…
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
This evening I look at the Sky I see a burst of magnificent colou… And I realize there’s something I Had not seen…