MIDNIGHT BLUE

It’s the middle of the night

While none of the stars appeared,

Screams and curses collide inside that head

Then it’s coming to the way of regret

Nothing is left unless disruption

Throwing back to the whole things messed up

Leaving a bad impression

And much more trap

 

Within this chaos,

That girl bows down her head

Prostrating to the All-Hearing and the Generous

Taking off the mask she had

And becoming just the way she is

- Sen