The Drawing is My Picture
The drawing he made right after I gave my picture to him.
I still recall, the promises you made before
I believed because I love you more
You said you will marry me,
But I'm surprise one day
I received the picture of your wedding day.
I don't like to view it
That's why I told myself
It's a fake, but clearly your image appear
You are a big liar
That's the end of everything.
I'm sad and I',m cry, after crying I realized,
Nothing will happen into my life
If i still continue my loneliness,
The clock never turning back again
The time still running faster and I wasted my time to remain
You gave your fine arts
It's work by your work hand,
Every time I saw it
I still recall to our happy relationship
The souvenir that you gave.
I decided to return it
All memories that witness
To our happy relationship and acquaintances
The work of fine arts that you gave
Your drawing for me That I rate it excellent
Your souvenir was your drawing,
The curving of it almost the same
From the original pattern
My picture that I was given to you before
That was your model
I want to move on
The reason why I want return it all
The memories that you had given to me
But how could it be?
The souvenir that you made, was you make the drawing of my image.
