A Crying Kiss

Living in a world full of Race,
Just for a little longing of praise.
Threading my shiney jewels,
On the rope of your false hope.
Crying all night long and still living for an afterglow,
Then they tell me you’re not that brave.
Home is no more an escape for me,
I am in a maze and Every door opens another hell.
What saved me was her crying kiss,
The only thing which seems real to me.
Who believed in me.