Here I am Again

Here I am again in this scene

Standing in the city bustling with life

Everything remain the same

And I am just another girl

Standing in the city bustling with life

The crowd is like a rapid turning clock

And I am just another girl

Longing for the colorful rainbow to appear

The crowd is like a rapid turning clock

My life full with woven stories

Longing for the colorful rainbow to appear

Waiting for the rainy days to stop

My life full with woven stories

Melts away our fragment memories

Waiting for the rainy days to stop

Still hoping for the flame of happiness to lit

Melts away our fragment memories

Everything remain the same

Still hoping for the flame of happiness to lit

Here I am again in this scene


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Me and Myself

Before the light of freedom fade away,

I'll break this cocoon of me,

I'll wipe away this crystal like tears,

I'll throw away the melancholy drama of life,

Never again I live in this fiction full of regret,

As this fiction is like masquerade party,

For I am belong to me.

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In My Room

As if you’re still here in my room,

You fill my room with your scent,

Even though I open the window,

The scent of yours is still suffocating me.

You fill my room with your scent,

The lingering scent of you makes my heart yield,

I try to erase you but it’s hard,

It would be like swallowing poison.

The lingering scent of you makes my heart yield,

I can’t even throw you away,

I’m trapped inside this room,

Like small animal who cannot escape from a trap.

I can’t even throw you away,

Even though my heart is bleeding,

Our memories are the circle of my life now,

As if you still in my room.

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The story of us

I’m still in this story of you and me,

The setting is a small room without window,

I’m like an animal trapped in a cage,

I’ll be living in this circle of fiction.

The setting is a small room without window,

The happy story of us; different from reality,

I’ll be living in this circle of fiction,

I can’t leave your sweet presence.

The happy story of us: different from reality,

There is no such thing as an end for us,

I can’t leave your sweet presence,

Even though it is like a poison for me.

There is no such thing as an end for us,

I will bury the fact out of reality,

Even though it is like a poison for me,

I need to yield to my own fiction.

I will bury the fact out of reality,

I’m like an animal trapped in a cage,

Even though it is like a poison for me,

I’m still in this story of you and me.

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