I’m looking by my window,
Alone in my lonely room.
But there are no stars tonight.
Only snowflakes hitting the glass.
I think they are really angry –
They do it with such fury.
Maybe it’s a hidden message.
They’re trying to tell me something,
But I can’t fully grasp it yet.
Life goes, and you go with it.
You do the best you can
With what you have at hand.
My heart is not pure yet –
I have a lot of stuff to unlearn.
I will call myself ‘Angel’
The moment it will happen.
Tonight, I imagine heaven.