BRITTLE

Thick of clock continue working

Decorated with dark n bright

Pleasure and grief

Wail and laugh

Scratched like painting

A thousand of dreams, the million of quiet

Present like best friend

Among the tired of soul

In restless and water of eye

I present to you

That is most beautiful in my life

Although I’m brittle in stride

Sometimes not faithful to you

But love in soul just for you

Forgive me if heart’s not perfect to love you

In chest, I hope just yourself that dominated