Masked Wolf

Again I became a trainee,

In the terrible mundane life,

Searching for clues,

Is my work, 

The clues of gossips,

To tear down a person,

To throw the victimhood,

Yep,

It is my job description, 

I was hired,

To assassinate feelings,

And to bring them down, 

I am good at my work,

Days never become my problem,

But,

I cry at night,

Every day for every Sin I did, 

I ran towards lonely places,

To breath like a masked wolf.