when people ask me
why im sad
is it bad to say
that im sad
because i am?
maybe im just meant
to be sad
'cause some people find
happiness
while some stay sad.
and i'd happily
give way, dear
for you to find yours,
no matter
the consequences.

Blue wind encapsulates
in the midst of this ephemeral
autumn madness,
and my hands shake
as I try to forget.

I am just a human,
small and faulted,
trying like hell to squelch
the siren songs
of these maniac thoughts
buzzing like bees
through the empty spaces
within my skull.

I am just a silent body
and grey matter processing
words and colors
that feel truer
than any cheap emotions.

Cold light illuminates
and sparks nostalgia
and I am just
two eyes
retreating
into the mist.

don't worry
I can fake it
I can fake my happiness
for your enjoyment