My Choice

I cannot come up with anything to say,

not even a song to play...

I hear you are talking to me,

through the lyrics I cannot see...

I wish I hadn't told you how I felt,

so that you don't look at me like that...

I'm not sure what I can do,

and I don't know what you expect me to...

I only wanted you to know that I have already fall,

probably it was a mistake,

but that's my choice to make...

The Beauty of the Nature :)

The Phantom of the Opera

In sleep he sang to me
in dreams he came...
that voice which calls to me
and speaks my name

And do I dream again?
For now I find
the Phantom of the Opera is there-
inside my mind...