Through my window glass,
I saw dark clouds wavering
with breezy air,
I couldn't take to breath in.
Through my window glass,
Heard a question "Why are you here?"
Facing a doubt,
Holding a heart,
Teary eyed young innocent eyes,
What do you care?
Are you discourage by how stagnant it is?
Water flows as to continue things will go,
Skies bleams so bright and so gloomy as it seems,
A Leaf flies on a dry land of hopes.
Life goes on
In a road blocked by broken old trees
In a road blocked by a facedown uncertainty
Through my window
I saw your pain
I saw sadness that surface in your eyes
I couldn't look
But break that window glass.
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