Somehwere
winds blows into
Not knowing where to be
I can't just let wind blow
my name away
Night, moonlight scatters dizzily
I just think this is night.
Wish I can draw a line
to make a fence to constrict
my worn out senses
but being imprisoned by the sense
as unknown wind blows by me
I only spin like needles of clock
that don't know where they indicate