Nothing had change in way of waking up
Woke up from the noisy sound of its mind
The mind knows every details of affair Affair that comes through the midst of own niche

Niche obliterate the state of her sane Slowly losing it but she's a fighter
A fighter who yearns for truly refined For some reason this being interrupt

It would not stop since it is her nature She needs to find herself as her duty
In a sense of restarting everything
So just stand by for you can see the glow

"oh please Mind just give me the peace of mind!"
A long lasting with no expiration
Since an hour is somehow incomplete but;
That is the only good in waking up

© IvyB