Surrounded by wide yonder's green,
silence, serene and beautiful scene.
Gardens of flowers as far as eyes can see,
plucking stalks of flowers under the tree.
petals of flowers made a mess.
Is she cheating or is she not?
I'll finish the bouquet in the pot.
Sitting alone, felt like a fool,
letting myself being used like a tool.
Time will tick and pain will go,
I will give us another go.