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._