The whirlpool of

In a whirlpool of awe and desire,

You hid your smile, deterred what once radiated your soul,

What cruelty sustains this?

I were once a fool to believe in that facade you were putting on,

Blinded by the radiance of the torch you lit,

Little did I knew, that we were the same after all and all.

Spinning steadily, but randomly, goes on round and round.

In a whirlpool of pandemonium and disarray,

I pretended to be someone I want to be, revealed the true self only to ones I loved.

What consequence concurs this?

I were once a fool to have faith knowing what will have become,

Misled by warmth of your hearts emit,

But do you know? We are the same after all and all.

Spinning steadily, but noxiously, goes on round and round.