You fall off
Not from a cliff but in a deep sleep
Turning to your dreams as an escape.
You asked yourself about what could make you happy
But answered silence.
You never really knew yet you said a name.
In that moment, he was
as you also thought,
and he really is, happiness.
Yet the girl...
You do not know her,
she started to like monsters and music that screamed their names.
you know she hated pickles but she orders them anyways,
she never liked staying at home, but saw her lying on his bed,
enjoying the warmth.
And you wanted all of that.
But you don't know her.
You never really knew yourself at all.
Sep 26, 2022
Sep 26, 2022 at 1:44 PM UTC
You fall off
Not from a cliff but in a deep sleep
Turning to your dreams as an escape.
You asked yourself about what could make you happy
But answered silence.
You never really knew yet you said a name.
In that moment, he was
as you also thought,
and he really is, happiness.
Yet the girl...
You do not know her,
she started to like monsters and music that screamed their names.
you know she hated pickles but she orders them anyways,
she never liked staying at home, but saw her lying on his bed,
enjoying the warmth.
And you wanted all of that.
But you don't know her.
You never really knew yourself at all.
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