There are those days when my words were caged within the hands of waiting.
They've been held captive for so long, where even my mouth considered them foreign.
Together with my mind unconsciously lost all of their meanings.
And the only naive heart of mine? It's the one part of me embraced their shards with full of understanding.
Mar 14, 2021
Mar 14, 2021 at 7:38 PM UTC
There are those days when my words were caged within the hands of waiting.
They've been held captive for so long, where even my mouth considered them foreign.
Together with my mind unconsciously lost all of their meanings.
And the only naive heart of mine? It's the one part of me embraced their shards with full of understanding.
