FIRST VERSE
I am not trying to imply,
that I'm the only human being who can understand her problems.

The problems that she can't deny.
In denial coz denying seems undeniably solving,
the problem that's occurring,

is tearing her and she's falling,
into the abyss of depression,
impression is she's crying.

I'd be lying,
if I say that I don't really care,
and her sadness is a self inflicted fiction, it is not fair,

for me to undermine it,
blindly turning my back,
from the misty summit,

of her mountain top.
She's been imprisoned,
with the pre-concieved notion,

of other people's perspective,
the societies' detectives,
and it's, turning effective,

and she's, turning depressive,
and I'm, turning protective,
'coz I, made her a promise,

that I will always be there to provide her with the support.
A promise of forever even though life is short...


SECOND VERSE
A princess in distress,
a minstrel with a chest,

full of hearts,
full of thoughts,
on how to be the best,

provider of $$#istance,
to a beautiful maiden,
trapped in a castle,

with a fire-breathing dragon.
But he has got an armor,
and a shotgun full of ammos,

and man's ready to take on every villains and then somewhere...
she will be safe,
in a place,

where it's ace,
and her happiness the only thing that matters in this case.
And I will make sure that it will be showing on her face,

that beautiful smile that sent her flying outta space...