Seeing the stars
High above the ground
Of all the parts
What have i found?
A fool blind
Behind the mask of rage
Being bound
To his own cage
For he coulnd't see
What they could be
With those soulless eyes
He now cries
And the only friend
In the end
Are the stars cold
As he grows old
Feb 17, 2020
Feb 17, 2020 at 1:55 PM UTC
Seeing the stars
High above the ground
Of all the parts
What have i found?
A fool blind
Behind the mask of rage
Being bound
To his own cage
For he coulnd't see
What they could be
With those soulless eyes
He now cries
And the only friend
In the end
Are the stars cold
As he grows old