I'm going to escape it all for a day
No socialization, no worries
No hint of fear, no hidden glory
Nothing but myself, to whom I'll tell a story

No one to talk to, No thoughts to consume me
No one to tend to and no clowns to amuse me
Just lay there awake with melodies soothing my mind.
Looking deeper at life, now that I have the time

When I'm done drowning and segregate from my box
I'll wait at the door, and wonder if you'll knock
I hope you forgive me without even a reason
Because even a lonely summer could be such a cold season

23 Pictures out.
I'm 15 weeks deep.
My infatuation with photos, have turned me into a geek.
I'm hoping one of these days, I'm not too shy and we'll meet.
But the circumstances of the situation makes it harder to speak.

You got the looks of my love.
Your head's surrounded by halos.
I'd be your shimmering knight or suited guardian angel.

Your pigmentation runs deep, I bet your soul does too.
For you to even look at me, I bet it'll hurt you to stoop.
That's an insane imagination for a guy like me.
I guess that's what I get for having so much time.

Behind The Screen...