Just like the ocean,

My smile pave way like the tide.

And to the loving heart,

I thread.

This is my legacy,

A sad note of broken hearts.

And a disturbance of maidens

Erupting turbulence in their heart.

This is me,

The real me.

My every words piercing like a thorn

Tearing through your heightened wall

Making me active

On your daily swing

Though I'm good

At least I try to

But my stolid nature

A poison to every maidens