Those who believe there's no beginning
Cannot end anything
What one of a kind

And her head, and her neck, and her tongue
All twisted
With manner

You know, the elders' tears
Taste like flowers
The elders' eyes
See like warm mirror

The reflection
Wild and vivid

The garden grows by
Themselves

why did you delete those
don't you dream of something eternal
don't you want to build good tombstone

what else are you erasing
don't you ever feel connected
don't you think you hold us now we fall apart

you realized but when would you accept
our feet covered with salt and sand
our hair the cloud and sun

keep on living
even when only bodies left
if i could i would trade your arms with mine

"Where's my psychiatrist?"
"You don't need them."

And she breaks down and she picks her pieces all by herself.

"As if!"

She's waiting at the gate.
She's balanced.
She doesn't need anything external.
She's got it all.
She's got all her pieces complete.

"But that's not that."
"Your thinking is the consequence."

Only once.
She only wants once.

he was just a lion
smells like one
bites like one

oh, glad you came
see off all my zoo fantasy
oh, is it too late

you were there, in geography
you were there, avoiding history
you were a flagless country

nothing else feels like rainforest
all green and earth now dry
oh, is it too late

you ruin it for me
he was a lion
you kept pouring asphalt

my mistake it is, my, my bad
i have thighs like rainforest
you forgot

you know better than me
everything you do has meaning
every step you make is correct*

eyes don't lie, only hard to understand
chasing illusion
too off, no control

a sea of worries
fall in, deeper, deeper
looking for easy way out

eyes wide open, filled with salt
it's red, full of genesis
tastes sour, just right

I deserve some medical/neurological explanations.
Please just let me cry to sleep.
Or at least just let me cry.
Or at least just let me sleep.
Pick one, you.
I did.
I picked one. Doom.
My mistake lies in the pocket.
My mistake is written all over my face.
Bloom.
It doesn't have another meaning. I just happen & I got to end.

from home to home,
i run away.

leaving behind
what i can't take.

greater than that,
i might break

pushing limits,
because, really, i've none.

just fair, the damage
won't be undone.

from home to home.
betraying trust,

collecting future
like butterflies.

growing lies
for a safe grave.

i ran away.
i forgot.