Falling Leaves:

Mmm, I love it when the leaves come falling down, and they're cracked and brown and dry.


It's nicer in the movies of course; but then again, there's no such thing as autumn in Singapore. I love it though, even though it's not autumn, and the leaves aren't Maple leaves, they're some other sort of leaves I don't even know the name of. Singapore trees, I'll call them. Ha.


But you know, it's just the.. gentle falling of the leaves that make it so beautiful. And when a wind comes, it'll just whoosh about and everything. And it's beautiful. To me. :D


So yeah, Leaves. Haha. (:

Standing in the middle of a forest
Basking in the glorious autumn
Watching the leaves as they change
From green from green to orange yellow and brown
I'm falling down
I'm falling down


My emotions are deceiving me
Blinding my eyes from my nature
Robbing my quiet solitude
Of tranquility of tranquility
I'm falling down
I'm falling down


Oh let these falling leaves cover me
Let me sink into the ground
Never be found