The Marvel's of floor I sat alone ..to see...
Watching the ceiling like a Abandoned
Sea ...

What I became in time ..I don't wanna Believe
I think and think , find You no Where..

That breeze from my pink windows ..
Flow like flowers in garden ..
Golden locks ..touch My senses ..
Tears damp my Hair ....

My eyes Search You ...Wy my feet
I'm not Able to walk ...
I mumble in sleep ...cry with dreams ..
Weak in my knees ...I'm not...