uncomfortable
reserved shy
easy love abounds
when false laughs seems to demise,
grasp what I can out of it;
every moment.
clinging for laughter to last
try to listen and comfort
can't even enjoy my mask.
for tonight I over-judge again;
a thought and a task
be cunning and funny.
to impress the alive people
but quiet staring,
small and unnoticed.
immersed in the group,
or try to be, I quietly think
I let myself stroll.
no exquisite fortune
of finding another.
I pretend to think.
liveliness sinks.
crying in the corner
it wasn't I.
her loss and her musical hysterics
gnawing as sharp knives;
to those who couldn't bear.
indoor plants concealed her.
her very woes also ensnared
by the judgment she dined with.
she lost herself in this jungle
spinning around
sitting by her I fell
spellbound.
drunk on love and guilt
clinging this moment she kissed
the man inside me.
the man I wanted to be.
I returned the favor.
I myself the lucky one
finally it felt good to be...
free.
king at this shindig
alone with the queen
tears throbbing at her
shredding for this fantasy
dreaming of her magical fashion
for I held her firmly.
my inner loneliness she was
so easily.