Imagine

Imagine that is a sunny day
but inside it's raining
like tears on a crying child's cheek
or drops from showering
it's feel like it's the end of life
not able to love what is mine

Imagine the feeling of curate
standing in front him I love
love is running out of this mouth of mine
he turns to walk away laughing still in sigh
and what there's left is a broken heart
not able to think those love thoughts

Imagine a happy smile
forced to make others happy
but inside, nothing is happy is usual
feeling so immature, not old enough to anything
because old words rang around like bells of tin
not able to have a smile there's not thin

Imagine the feeling of death
inside and outside and everywhere
no one know how to deal it, it steals life
it feels like being chucked with a sword or a knife
words a useless, people has giving up the faith
not able to ever live again

Imagine