This day I first saw the light

I am in peace with myself
It’s the 1st, the 8th, the 12th
It’s early and I like it
The cold strike broke my peace
I hate it yet it awakens my senses
And I see the world for the first time
Such a strange world
It’s different and warm
Not like what I was used to
But now I don’t recall neither
Her smile and tears make my day
His smile and happiness are joyful as well

Yes this is the first of my days
This is when everything begins
They hug me and swear they will take care of me
They are just happy to see me
And I lay there helpless
Tired and smiling
I think I’ll keep them
I think I will love them
I wish I could tell them what I think
But I don’t know myself
For now I will just say...


From the mind of Cogliostro