pardon but not sarcastic…

　
　into the drain as like a rat
　driving through the water with dust
　and here, feeling like a maze its everywhere
　rather you know it is a good luck
　than living in a haunted house
　but i don't want to be on such a strange stream


　settle down on my way
　as a siren with my piano
　with some poems under the quiet atmosphere
　not forget to lock my door but
　sometimes blowing soap bubbles alone
　beside my beautiful window in my room




　i have kept such a note on my holiday
　this attitude is still clinging to me
　hanging my head as like a green shade
　since i was a girl


　smiling...




　Risa Sakurai / 桜井李早 :*)