I was sitting in the garden
when I saw a man sitting on the bench
his head hidden behind the black hat
and he holds a wooden staff.
I looked at the bright sky
many questions lingering in my head
the man should not be Mr.Hyde
because he was only out at night.
But I still can not feel calm
so I decided to come close to him
he smiled at me when he saw me coming
and ready to swing his staff toward me.
He was Mr.Hyde who hates children
and always carry his wooden staff anywhere
I had expected about it already
he is now dominates the morning gray too.
