I stare at that blank wall
To stuck a clear picture in my mind

I stare at that blank wall
So I can tell myself I love you
Without interruption

I stare at that blank wall
In order to stay at one thought

I stare at this blank wall
And call this satisfaction

Which I don't have.

Hours passed, and I've noticed
The wall was painted, and not in a clear white
Back then I cried, and promised
That this wall would grant me one single sight
A single clear picture
Without interruption
A single thought
But color crazes
Get outta my bed, dress
Loss of mildness
Hear this short confess:
My single-thought mind,

Is now a mess.