Let’s talk about the stars
And how grey they turn out to be when you smile
Let’s talk about the sun
That lacks radiance and gleam compared to yours
Let’s talk about all the things
That loses its beauty whenever you’re near
Now let’s talk about her
And all her imperfections, failure, and flaws
The way she adores the night
And all the blackness that it emanate
The way she cradle these demons
Miserably trapped inside her mind
Because she’s anxious she’ll be ogled
When she tell the world of it
The way she takes relief in loneliness
Because that’s the only certain entity in this realm
The way she says
“I’m okay”
Because that’s the easiest answer
While resenting alone all the pain
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
Let’s talk about the stars
And how grey they turn out to be when you smile
Let’s talk about the sun
That lacks radiance and gleam compared to yours
Let’s talk about all the things
That loses its beauty whenever you’re near
Now let’s talk about her
And all her imperfections, failure, and flaws
The way she adores the night
And all the blackness that it emanate
The way she cradle these demons
Miserably trapped inside her mind
Because she’s anxious she’ll be ogled
When she tell the world of it
The way she takes relief in loneliness
Because that’s the only certain entity in this realm
The way she says
“I’m okay”
Because that’s the easiest answer
While resenting alone all the pain
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