Έγινε ενημέρωση: 29 Σεπ 2022
As my tears pour and my heart softens,
I know no one can save me but me.
Can I remember that I am practically empty
as my inside melts and as it stiffens?
If not so, how can I understand the simplicity
of being human?
Does a flute only play the sweet tune?
It is also there to play when
the winds are blowing hard,
and carry the melody
further than heaven.