My head is a cloud that anytime could pour down its rain
But my rain pours from my eyes, in joy, never in pain
My body is a bubble full of escaping smiles
But they escape silently in words of poems and styles
You turned me into something yet delicate to disappear
When you touch me i am nothing, I am nowhere
You turned me into a bubble of joys from you, i could fly
Now I am one who could smile then bid goodbye
07/29 12:30PM - can't feel relax on my way home to Toledo City
