my tears are falling down just like those so called raindrops that i see on my bed, on my window while im looking at my reflection. and as i feel the tears in my face, as i feel my eyes getting dry i look at my reflection but what i see, it's not what i thought; i see sadness and pain like i was death in life, but when i look at myself **i don't know who am i.** i know im pure and simple. im innocent but smart. i know that barrier in my mind; it doesnt let the pain sit in my heart. and the heart is the mind that doesnt think, that just loves, and my mind is already hurt so the heart, do i need it or not? the heart, makes me cry at night, makes me feel big and small, cause there's no logic in it's work, it's just a feeling, without any thought. and as i thought of myself, i realised that my reflection was how i wanted to be like: it had no heart, just a body and mind. and, oh, to have a pure heart that feels and lives with no fault. now, my heart is betrayed and hurt; _i can't love without any thought._