25 minutes, projecting life for the unknown
Here and there, still alone
Wondering for how long I would have to stand in this zone

Lying in the garden, upside down
Watching the moon’s gentle frown
Pleasing others to condone

Temporary thoughts, temporarily prone
A glimpse of music from the phone
Chasing the fragile fading throne

Lovely girl with a strong cheekbone
Quietly regret the paths I've thrown
For everything I don’t own

Hesitation’s weight has grown
Killing two birds with a single stone
For everything I don’t own

The lights that always shone
Reminds me to atone
For everything I don't own

Between the celebration
I recognized two identical faces

In the last two-plays
I hear two exact names

I watched four-plays and turns out these things are the riddles that might have become my prayers

The last message might align through the universe
As I realized I'm getting closer to my smallest circle

All the choices I have made
Truer self die a long time ago along with my unfulfilled dreams

The best of me die in vain
That the end of myself will start an alternate version of myself

This universe will find the path
When I take it with along the way

I have patronized myself but now I don't
Because my body understands indescribable languages I spoke

I may have died
But I don't forget how to live either