On a day she was left all alone. No one was there to notice the crying lips behind her smile. Nothing was cooked up, neither the smile nor the crying lips. She wondered how that could be possible. Her mind asked herself, “Are there two…

A diamond necklace adorned me Awesome, my mirror called me Overwhelmed in proudness Enjoyed the envious eyes around me Until I found two blind eyes staring at me Was it my own soul, masked under blindness?

I am lost in a cloudy dusk With desperate rainy eyes I am harsh and heartless With chaos over my crown I am striving for that serenity With freezing blood in my heart