Useless Summer... to the other
Side of mirror gone my soul...
Never back. Can't get another...
That's a problem. Is my snag.
Hurtful feelings drill so nerveus
I can't stand against it all.
You forgot my timid promise.
Nothing more, bricks of the wall.
Someone told me on the road.
When I went to find my way:
"Never stay. 'Be only forward'.
God will touch by sunny ray."