It is the loneliness that makes the loudest noise.

Sitting in my pink castle
A high window to gaze from
Me and my dreams
Wating for my hero to come.
Not a shadow of soul to talk with
No one even to grasp
The pink castle keeps me safe
But its silence is making me deaf.
Wishes are blocked in the walls
They never reaches to the ears of my God
Every day is so same
Living alone in four walled castle
I can only imagine
How it feels to be there
The pure earth beneath me
The cool wind in my hair.
If only I had wings
I will fly high without ceasing
Leaving this all behind
Singing and never reliving same day
I never care how hard i try
It’s okay if nothing be realize
I’ll be forever alone in my pink castle
Waiting for my hero.
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