To any reader of my poem
Look through the window
Hidden behind these line
Remember to hold these lines
Carefully in your heart
As it’s ageing with time
But don’t follow my line
Because these lines are fake
With a fake smile on its face
Just to entertain you
Until it’s time to complete performance
Behind these line lies a window
Which I never dared to go through
There lies the memories
That grew as a knife in my life
And it hurts me each time I want to fly
Rivers of tears that flowed
Shall meet ocean so far
But this broken heart still beats
Like the stars shining in the sky