_THE PLASTIC SMILES_

HOW EVERYTHING
CHANGED FROM PAPAR
BOAT TO CHOOSING A
SMART COAT.
THE PAPER PLANES
DISAPPEARED WITH
THE PASSAGE OF TIME.
WHY GOING OUTSIDE
HAS BECOME A CRIME?
THE TORN PAGES
TURNED INTO DOCUMENTS.
EVEN NO ONE HAS TIME
TO OPEN THE ALBUM
OF THOSE FLOCK TAILS.
THESE PASSING OF
DAYS MAKE ME
REMEMBER THE
SPLASHING OF WATER
AFTER THE RAIN.
HOW DIFFERENT FROM BEFORE.
PAIN IS RUNNING
THROUGH MY VAINS.
ONLY PLASTIC SMILES
WE WEAR , EVENING NO
LONGER BRINGS EXCITEMENT.
AS THE CHILDHOOD
NO LONGER EXIST AND
I M SO FRITEND.