This madness within has driven me to
loneliness;
but perhaps, it is the loneliness that drove me to
madness.

once you realize
you're different
you wanna be normal

then you realize
you're normal
you wanna be different

for you
i can love, i can dance,
i can spin around childishly

i will, if i have to,
pass my limits:
i will fight any enemy,
i will face any fear,
i will be willing to change
myself

i can be that guy in
a number of first dates,
i can be that guy
in the sinking ship

i can prove my love,
put me through a test

but you never say
you don't demand
you just spend these idle times
with me
as if you already understand

the song of the soul
is different from the voice that comes out
sang from the true self
only a few others can pick up
a tune only one, or none at all,
might be able to understand
it plays for as long as a lifetime
there's only one tune
your tune
until other tunes are learned

That time that it
rained,
There was suddenly a
soothing of the pain
From your breathless,
ever struggling chest,

Washed, cleared away
by this brief, miraculous event,
By the mere thought of
the heavens crying in your stead.

We,*

broken objects,

Don't like to stick to unbroken ones.

Because, we don't like to feel broken.

And the closer we get to you, to your part of the world that's no longer ours,

The more broken we feel, and the more broken we become.

But if you drag me back into that world yourself, and never let go of my hand, and demand I stay by your side,

I'd probably remain broken for the rest of my life.

In the breeze, you are there,

Atop a tree as I sit, I feel you caress my hair,

In the sunset, you show yourself;

You're the crow flapping its wings,

And every flap takes you high—

Farther and farther away from me.