Everytime i scream, are like rings, in cycles that tangles
Strange lips with no ears, are voices in my head who wouldn't listen.
Thoughts of its sad words, would make me forget
About moments that sparkles, and evenings to remember.

Art of a nice voice, from those beautiful hand that create them.
Never will i forget your words of wisdom.
The sun shine, without everyone's smile,
But no longer shall it be, a sun that shines for me.
I looked back at all that i've missed,
And blame the voices in my head.

Cast not blames, my heart yelled...