The years add up
But you never truly forget  
Just cover it up
with leaves, some brush
an old sheet or blanket
A drive
a new route around
Sometimes an old box in a closet
or under a bed work fine
to hide the time

until the winds of seasons change
bare it all again

..and there's never any tissues around

My life is a stroke of luck
in order to have a good life,
Ive sacrifice the blooming
Scent of lotus
Never having
Never falling
only taking
Comfort on the
Sidelines and
Shadowy shelters,
Seems happiness
has evaded me....

misconstrued
instituted
marginalized
muted

they call me sick
they call me freak
disorders are not just an adjective
for you to be abusive
lucid, disillusions
more than just unsettled hormones

too many assumptions
too many misconstructions
they think they know me
those petty eyes

if i don’t get cured
don’t laugh at me
i’m still a human being
just like you

Sun never
Stopping

Streaming out
And out
All ways.

How dark it is

Sun streaming
All around

All all

Around