i'm tired of keeping myself from others
it's just so ironic to rationalize
is it for them to be safe from me
or to save myself from them?
this everyday heads-or-tails situation
makes me wish that everywhere i go
is a lawless place where i can just be
or something
or someone
i could find solace from
like a pillow in an empty room where i sleep
but as always
it turns out
this room's too small for people to break down my wall
just as how the rain expects her tears to reach my skin
only to end up on my umbrella
as my desolate eyes stare
to the manhole on the road i walk
wishing to throw myself in it
to consummate its term
thinking at least
i made sense once in my life
Jun 18, 2019
Jun 18, 2019 at 4:34 PM UTC
i'm tired of keeping myself from others
it's just so ironic to rationalize
is it for them to be safe from me
or to save myself from them?
this everyday heads-or-tails situation
makes me wish that everywhere i go
is a lawless place where i can just be
or something
or someone
i could find solace from
like a pillow in an empty room where i sleep
but as always
it turns out
this room's too small for people to break down my wall
just as how the rain expects her tears to reach my skin
only to end up on my umbrella
as my desolate eyes stare
to the manhole on the road i walk
wishing to throw myself in it
to consummate its term
thinking at least
i made sense once in my life
