All my day are sorrow,

I've no fellow,

not even the black crow,

yet i still waiting for my hero,

some one like zorro,

just toward me and say hello,

so i'll still have a hope for tomorrow,

but waiting is tiring,

so i stop wondering,

no more day dreaming,

i stand from sitting,

i start to walking,

i start to running,

i need to start the new beginning,

not just waiting and hoping,

there's still my mind keep thinking,

but i won't stop writing,

afraid could be brain leaking.