I want to be cool...
at least, cooler than your demeaning gaze as I walked past you.
And as I sat by the river,
I penned down all the other reasons I want
to be cooler than you.

Cooler than your cold eyes
cooler than your cruel smile
cooler than your calculating mind
cooler than the chill you send
down my spine.
Cooler than your caved eyes
cooler than your crooked smile
cooler than your cautious mind
cooler than the cold water you pour
down my back.

Cool winds are blowing
From dead grass will rise the green
Reason of the day

Flowerheads sway just
My racing mind bathed in light
And yet, I feel cool

Why do you do it?


I want you, to make me happy,
I want something that guarantees happiness.
I want you, to help me escape,
From this thing called life, I have begun to hate.


I wish to raise up, to a higher plain,
I want to build a barrier, between the heart and the pain.
I want to be relaxed, when I talk to her,
I want to sound cool and not cheesy when I flirt.


I want us to all, to have one thing in common,
They’ve all done it before and I want to be like them.
I want to feel, what my idols felt,
I want to become someone else.


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