Tell me who I'm meant to be
Because as of now I'm just a moth drawn to light
A moth drawn to the golden glow of their aura
An inspiration that lies somewhere between the gods i don't believe in and the unattainable sensation of perfection
This fixation on beauty ever out of reach
To be the soft crackle on vinyl
Or a warm smile to a stranger
What is my place in this barren world?
The eerie glowing of the moon or the golden rays of the sun shining in the bedroom of your loved one
Tell me who i'm meant to be because the old me is dead and the new me hasn't been born yet