Beneath the armor of cynicism,
Brusquely I hide a girl who places her trust
Blindly in ungrateful people.
By concealing her under a cavalier facade, I keep her
Buried inside...for she is a romantic idealist,
Believing that the sinking world will either
Be rescued by benevolent spirits, or
Build itself anew, into a
Breathtaking, submerged atlantis.
Bricks laid with unwavering faith...
By all means call her a naive
Bumpkin prone to flights of fancy, or just a