Locked in a dark room
no ray of sunshine penetrates
everything seems the same
black and white are the only known
the clock is not ticking
time I have lost track of you
Bitterness consumed me
sadness has become my best friend
and smile you have become a riddle
eating on a plate called unhappiness
drinking my favorite drink mourning
oh sleep you have became a proverb
seeing my crambling world
hearing my crying heart
touching my sad chest
smelling my no happiness flavour
and feeling the I miss you shepherd atmosphere
oh Mr Shepherd please find me again
Mr Shepherd is the best
best of the best
he always finds me when am lost
and bring joy and restores my life
I don't deserve that much love
but please Mr Shepherd don't get tired
without you,my life is meaningless
I become a LOST LAMB
M