A lie I look up to like
A sigh that leaks from
A height I wish for
A place where dreams form
And I feel stronger than King Kong
The games are again fun.
Stargazing on weekdays cause it felt wrong
Like the nature's silent mourn
I fear even this not bein' the norm.
I need to feel something,
to feel some things,
Just to feel something.
anything.
But I'm twisting it.
Reality morphing delusions
fed to a bubble dream
wish I could just win.
One win isn't a sin.
But the fragile mirror keeps breaking!
-Asher Graves
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 6:43 AM UTC
A lie I look up to like
A sigh that leaks from
A height I wish for
A place where dreams form
And I feel stronger than King Kong
The games are again fun.
Stargazing on weekdays cause it felt wrong
Like the nature's silent mourn
I fear even this not bein' the norm.
I need to feel something,
to feel some things,
Just to feel something.
anything.
But I'm twisting it.
Reality morphing delusions
fed to a bubble dream
wish I could just win.
One win isn't a sin.
But the fragile mirror keeps breaking!
-Asher Graves
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