Passing by sleeplessness nights,
and days hay while;
once a while,
Nothing newly at sight.

Gushing me still,
everyday and nights;
waiting for a magic,
turning true to my sight.

Keeping patience, legacy radiates.
Since childhood it's taught, still can't wait.

Stepped to the mirror,
i stood and wait.
Flies in my tummy,
asked for a great.

Stepping out a while,
something weird happens.
Myself on a mirror,...