Gentle rays
They fall down on my face
Leaves turn green
I feel your distant embrace
Time went on, but why
Do I still feel this way?

Hush girl, you can’t turn back now
So wipe your tears, don’t let them touch the ground
Mask your quiet world, that’s crashing all around
Well, you’re too young to be ashamed of yourself
You asked for help but no one wants to expose themselves

Go to bed with an ache in your chest
As he sits there, oblivious to the thoughts in your head

How long can your constant gaze last
I want you to know that it tears me apart
Those eyes, though taken, cannot help but make me assume
That they are mine as well
Your scent is forever engraved deep in my skin
If you dare to cut me open, my dear
Your very fumes will seep gently out of my body, suffocating you
The very way you did to me
I search for you in everyone I see
Unknowingly nitpicking through their veins
Rummaging, collecting the tiniest bit of you I can manage to steal

Oh blue bird, blue bird, dancing tree to tree
The summer sun is sinking low in the west
Fly me there, for the fearful dragon is chasing me
Escaping this kingdom would be for the best
Throw me my sword;  time is quickly running out.

Oh blue bird, blue bird, my knees may be scraped but my spirit is not
The fair princess is calling my name from a distant place
Wind is cutting my face, convincing me I am shot
Don’t fail me now, legs, this is more than a race
Tonight we bury this throne.

There’s a certain chill --
One that I have habituated to.
There’s loneliness
the transition is the hardest part.
It entails waterfall tears
Losing sleep, your vitality growing weaker.
Don’t bother smiling.
Don’t bother to fight against it,
for you’ll only be upbraided in the end.
The whimsical fantasies
they used to live in your head,
in accord with your happy thoughts.
But wait, they’ve turned to black
like a raincloud of an impending storm.
Your dexterous wisdom
will not aid you here.

Oh, what fun is following the moon’s lit path
Allowing your body to fall into a pure trance
Let your gentle lips touch the cleansing water
Trickling droplets extending from Atlantic to Pacific
Embrace the sensitive nature as you venture upon this mountain
Sweet candy, positively glistening
It’s all nothing but a fantasy