རང་དགའ་བའི་བུ་མོའི་བསྟོད་རྩོམ།

         Hurts my Heart

Tears ran out of my eyes,
as i get into my bed.
I wonder at last where will i lie,
What i got were, what i thought.
I do depend on others, 
But i do realize what i am doing.
My mind flatters in the wind of others direction,
Something special is gonna be happened
Yet better is not i always demand.
I make fake promises never to repeat,
By the time, it will be done.
What the shit i am?
Will it be okay, if i am as before?
Feeling lonely, rubbish and thrown;
On the unfold blankets of bed,
Looking the photos of past
All i get is heart break.
Missing those times 
Which will never be repeated
I feel weak
For my bin deeds
i regret yet i can't get rid of it.
I sheds not the tears,
rather i bleed the bloods from my eyes.
I hold my heart,
The broken one up the high
Yet once damaged
Not sure to be repaired.