It started with a frown face,
a sad eye, a puffy cheek.
Everything seems oblivion,
a twisted mind, a nonsense talk.
But today, it should be the start,
of a melody of joy,
of a harmony of peace,
this should be the start of a happy song.
Tired of melancholic prose,
tired of sad songs,
tired of voices inside my head,
telling me I can’t be anything further.
So today is the start of a happy song,
of a beautiful scene,
of laughter and meanless jokes
Today is when the true story unfolds.