Like a small bird in an airspace
I was flying high in the blue yonder..

I was happy soul,
Until I blink back once;
When I heard the harmonic voice,
Which I was bullied for my looks.
Laughter at me for, who am I?
Freezing my spirit hard and hard;
I was back out with the fear....

Volumes spreading around the sky;
I am falling down with broken dreams.
I thought...