Their Tears Are Not Your Laughters

I see you smile upon their sadness,
is that what you called humanity?
Their tears are not your laughters,
there's nothing left but insanity.

Don't smile when they cry,
don't cry when they smile...

That Red Coloured Thing

Love is the main theme,
funny how it seems.
Couples are what I see,
but myself is not 'we'.
Now I see men giving that red coloured thing,
I hate this pathetic feeling.

Valentine's day sucks..

Like Sand

You slipped away from the palm of my hands,
away like the sand..

Little by little.
I've lost you,
the whole you.

I've done nothing to stop you from slipping away from me,
away like the sand..

Little by little.
I've lost you,
and there's no longer me in your heart.