The illusion
That I met long ago
Dressed in red
Masked in black
So plush and classy
Enough to turn my view
And twist my mind
That I've been making lyrics
Of songs and poems
And I've been writing million letters
Of diaries and thoughts
I've been far mesmerized
To feel the love and pain
Only for making history
That's enough, illusion
I knew it all
I tasted them all
So I'm weary now to make more lyrics
Or to spill more thoughts
You've taught me lessons
And yes I've learned

When it has come to thousand years
All the leaves have fallen and replaced
All the water has dried and filled again
All the souls have died and born again
And I have sat on all the bench at every park
I'll still love
Love you again
And bigger and bigger again

My heart has rolled back and forth
My blood has spilled buckets and buckets
My hand has written thousand lyrics
But still
I'll still love you
Love you more
And more and more again

Don't question
I met no answer
But I'll still
Love you again
And more and more again

How do I look?
I look good
Not that good
Notice my smile
Is there any bent lips?
Not bent at all
They just move following white rhythm

Look
Inside my eyes
Do you see ambition?
Unforgiveness?
Intentions?
I do have all
You just can't see it
My look tells something I don't hide
It only can't speak

Are you surprised?
People have been surprised of many things
I am people
I only live my own
You don't see it
Strenght
Survival
Burden
Talks
And mind
All humans ever do
Leaves something on my look

The words that I made
Did they fly somewhere?
Fly and shoot in the air like radio waves?
Did they fly to outer space?
Spaghettized in a tiny black hole
Then ***** x-rays?
Did they succeed?
Or they just stay black in white?
'Cause I can't even teach them fly