Sitting on the porch, lodging her back to the ground
Round the corner she sees no one
The sun is gone, so she thought she could cry
, but she decides to hold
Oh, the night was cold, her shoulders folded
Like a withered rose
Left alone in a broken vase
It’s insane, yet she thought she’d better
Wander off
finding
her whining mind
That flies away like a hasting flight
Yes, it was frightening
As the sky always deny to shine for her
So once again, she wanders off
To find,
Find the light for her life
It’s night as she reminisces
And finds herself
has been
Tying her eyes to the neon lights
She likes how it always shine for her
But it never had her sight
So once again, she went out
To find
Find her wandering mind and a reply to the cause
On the thoughtless night,
she has found
Her mind crumbling
And feeling numb
Like a withered rose
Left alone in a broken vase
So once again
For one last time, she wanders off
Not to find
But to save
her own self.
Jidapachu,
© Jidapa Chang-in
