Watching the computer screen
Tears in my eyes are seen
I slowly ask myself "Are You Okay?"
NO.
This is the beautiful tragedy of art
I'm slowly falling apart
I can't express my feeling now
I still don't know how
I become someone with no soul
I have a heart with a hole.
Wings are broken
My heart was opened
Hot tears rolling down my face
Falling into my arm with such grace
Wanting to give it all up
But yet, I am not tough enough
The cold wind fills the room
wondering if it's going to end soon
I slowly ask myself again
I lied then said
"I'm Okay."