In My Mind

In my mind Rushes and chaos are the cover of my daylight, Sculptured hope is nothing but mirages and haunted me for years, In my mind All hustle and bustle when calmed down At midnight with the burning candle My obsessed shadow walked out in wander From afar watch ghosts play And pitying me Because my soul is weary In my mind Yearned for a knock in the door House filled with the scent of sweet litchis And a love to return.