Once I sit on a stone
making my mind on,
Suddenly a line of my
feeling grown,
This is the feeling of
loving someone,
Who is noicest than nice
one can not make it by any
price,
I try to be honest to her
and prove myself
doing efforts with better.
But she doesn’t care at
even I does the things
really great,
I want her to be mine
So my life forever shine,
I always do the things
which she likes,
But she never shows her feelings
put again me at front line,
I wants her words
which she never say,
Even I put my self
In a silver tray,
So my feeling buried
in deep,
I’m sad cos I even
can not “Weep”
