Without knowing the content
I wanted to create a legend
And how tedious it can be
When you are suffering from an emotional spree.
The present that I got
Is wrapped sarcastically to manipulate my thoughts
Curious I am, to know the future in the box
But present lies, hiding all its stock.
And how complicated the things can be
When past pokes you constantly
But still I need to wait for the right time
Without any hint, without any sign
Devilish heart and my queer mind
Please be quiet, oh!! Please be quiet…
