What we can say ?
What we will see though the falls hope or false hope
Maybe the best we can say
Nothing but the false falling on my chest
Like a river in my head
Rainbows are like a burst of sunshine in my mind
Day and night we are talking and talking
Nothing but emptiness in your eyes and behaviors
I’ve seen it every time
Without hesitation, I’ve continued
To see the bright
We got blind by the bright lights
What we can see in the future
A mile away I’ll see nothing but the dark screen displaying toward me and at that time I’ll recognize it’s nothing but Hill side of our life
What can I say and where are we gonna stay?
Avisha Rasminda 