while people liking her cheer,
but the cheer is actually tears..
everything is cold,
as a vampire needs blood..
heart jump and dying…
no color only darkness..
below the big tree there is a door..
place to hide from reality..
because pain become culinary..
fake, everything seems to be perfect..
mouth speak but the soul is melts..
no strength to stand..
power absorbed by the dark cloud..
no wings to fly or foot to step..
hope is the only way..
but eyes can’t be lied..
it keeps open to a new way..
please, say hi to the lady..
to the one who still alive even with all the reality..