I wrote, I drew (scattered), I dreamt,
I consisted of music,
I turned my back,
I entrusted,
you couldn't understand..
When my mind gets to boil,
when I cry with poems and music,
I opened my heart and prayed,
you couldn't understand..
But he/she/it understood..
That understood me to its bottom (completely).
I smiled and passed by,
I was dragged to binge within love,
I found myself and lost him/her,
you couldn't understand..
You're nice and all,
just a slope/hill,
you're really hollow/inutile,
Down with the music and songs,
you couldn't understand..