Some days I want to be completely alone, on others I’m crying for friends I don’t have. Sometimes I want to go out and have fun, other times I feel like a troll came and super glued me to my bed over night. It’s so exhausting, being scared and tired all the time.
Sometimes I wish I’d sink into soil and become compost for snails.
I take the path untaken, and I was curious starving because of questions craving for a reason roaming but I was hear at rest.
I played it safe for me to be at ease but everything is uncontrollable they stabbed and followed me like a shadow stays no matter were I go.
I was chased and I'm running while not looking back my sweat were blocks that breaks on the floor my tears were breaking through and suddenly I wake up with a sigh.
When I look in your eyes I see happiness from within I'm glad I was with you while pretending that you were mine.
I create this idea secretly without preparing myself after the setting sun and just enjoying the cool breeze while it was with you.
Sometimes I often forget that it's just something I made up you do want me by your side And every time I was with you everything stops but I remember that this was just my hopeless imagination.
So I will wait you like a abandoned child, longing for a long lasting love till you'll see me again and stay with me and mend the broken heart.
But for now, I will just collect every photograph captured by my eyes every aches you gave me when you laugh because that's the way it is.
I wasn't thinking of anything Only those arrhythmia beatings of my heart is the only sound I can hear I can't barely look at you Not even a glimpse I don't know what would I feel. But as I glance into your way I see an impalpable warmth That I really missed It really hurts me a lot to see you now With those smile that never changed Your perfume that smells good Those feeling when you touch me Your beautiful voice as you sing Everything stay as it is But on the contrary Every story has its end.
How does it feel to be loved Or to fall in love Through this uncertain things happening Maybe there would be a chance for it.
Eventhough you were as bitter as the bitter fruit You'll feel empty at times And long for sweetness but all you can do now Is just engage yourself into the grounds of happiness
You ask a million questions from above But only one answer is said to do so By the time comes You will not figure out the said response.
Time really flies without wings Action hurts a lot without pierce Teardrops means a lot in darkness and in silence But still wishing to had the chance to feel that way again.