Woe is me
The satan of earth
I come bearing gifts of knowledgeable ignorance
And weep with tears by seeing my predictions come true

Woe is me
The one who thought only about himself
And neglected to see the other
The one with a heart vulnerable and ready to be stabbed

Woe is me
Because when others hurt I feel pain too
But I repeat this cycle constantly
Of hurting me
and in turn
You.

I stick to grammar just like priests do to God,
Well I try if I were to be more precise
but in some instances i dont care
i rly dont...

I feel regret
M y effort wasn't blunt, but subtle

S o I tried to balance you and me
O r so I thought
R ather it was just me
R ather you were hurting
Y ou have every right to end this

...Im sorry

The train whistles loudly
It huffs and puffs while fumes sparkle in the air
Wheels start moving again and again
This time - without me.

I don't hold the right to board this train
I lost the ticket long ago
Yet I still keep dreaming that one day
With this pretty train I can reach happy tomorrow.

Have you ever felt like you were a plant under winter's rule?
Deep into slumber
Or just like being a bit contious in your dreams
That's how I feel

My feelings are mute
From time to time I reach out to people
But it's annoying them
Because the flow of friendship isn't stable

I live, but maybe the better word is exist
I'm just a name on the paper
A few words without feeling behind
I'm nothing but something is hidden deeper

I'm....a mistake?
Some would call me a shut-in without motivation
A failure even
Some would disagree and give compliments

But it doesn't matter anymore.
Does anything really?
I just exist
And wither away slowly

A throne yet to be upsurped
By spring's unruly troops
She reigns free
Walking around slowly

Trees dance with the wind's rogue melody
She paints all of the surfaces white
A calm chaos
Brings nature's creations delight

When night ascends
Only stars emerge from sky
Yet they bear white sheen
And falling slowly die