a pair of eyes, lonesome
observing, forgetting a brain sits behind them
a mind that speaks of desires and
asks questions too cumbersome
oh youth, will you come to me?
i crave you as i am still young-
i fear i have stopped somewhere
on a highway where no one recognizes me
Mar 6
Mar 6, 2026 at 7:03 PM UTC
a pair of eyes, lonesome
observing, forgetting a brain sits behind them
a mind that speaks of desires and
asks questions too cumbersome
oh youth, will you come to me?
i crave you as i am still young-
i fear i have stopped somewhere
on a highway where no one recognizes me
