2006 November:

Clouds are open sky
Where everything passes by
The fog is clearing now
No more questions of how
If only's" fade away
Allowing me to stay
Consilation and depression
Are no longer an obsession

cause I am stuck in the mist of reality
running through my fantasy

Stuck in the mist of reality
Running along with fantasy
What is it that I can see
For just you and me

There is no right answer
That is my cancer
It is all but an allusions
Creating utter confusion
Rolling down my cheek are tears
My anguish, My fears
For its up to me
No way out, No where to flee

Running through my fantasy
Stuck in the mist of reality

Running along with fantasy
What is it that I can see
For just you and me