satan said he’d meet me soon
so i shall wait for the blood moon
i’d travel to hell not knowing why
i’d disappear without saying goodbye

satan said i’d stay in his arms
right after falling for his charms
i’d lay with him playing dead
unaware he’s a cloud in my head

satan said i shall come with him
he’ll take me to the darkest grim
i nodded and wore my brand new eyes
and now hell is just another paradise.

with dreams of you upon my lips,
i slept like the world was mine to keep.

and we
won't just
  survive
    but we'll
      thrive till
        we're five
           and make
              peace with
                 our hearts
                     till we're
                         feeling
                              alive
                                   and my
                                        puppy-
                                               eyed
                                                     lover
                                                            will talk
                                                                   to the
                                                                          sky and
                                                                               we'll drift
                                                                                      through the
                                                                                              night till
                                                                                                      we're free

you’ve always been a house cat —
even compared to a lioness
or a cheetah or a tigress.
no matter how hard you try
for your voice to be louder,
they’d still underestimate you,
so you aim to be
just genuinely you;
that’s all that matters.

big waves in the sea
they keep on inviting me
i shall take this risk.

tonight i slept with
my windows wide open.
now, i am part of this world.
i feel it, it doesn't feel me.

400 000 people in this city
have their own warm
incandescent light.
my friend was crying
on the floor of her house;
all dark.
one lady was listening loud
to the song that defined
her life.
but all i heard that night
were the sounds of peace,
coming from the shaky leaves,
the sleepy urban dogs
and the fast red motorcycles.