Forget all
Forget you a doll
Come here
With a call.
Play music
And comment
Yourself.
I hear it
I think it is
As sharp as blade
That cut me pieces.
I am trapped
With the music
And loss control.
As if I have gone mad
As if I am in hospital
As if I am free total.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem