Between Insanity And Hope
Still I can smell her perfumesDifferent with the changes of her moodsLike the changing shades of her looksWith different stories in between Still I can see her dancingWith arms clinging around her loversSteps in and steps out in rhythmWith different scripts in between Still I can hear her wordsDecorated nicely like fairytalesDriving the lovers crazyWith different tunes in between Still I can feel her dilemmaNot sure of her choicesSwinging only like the pendulumsBetween insanity and hope 11th November’ 2018