We meet once again always standing face to face with a questionable glance and an unfamiliar trace. emotionless and still testing out a smile or two in yet, a judgemental stance curved mouths that don't feel true. And of course sometimes we dance & re-enact our favourite scenes do extreme fashion shows before stepping outside by all means. A peculiar friend you are & a puzzling character too who makes me feel like a queen or implies that I belong at the zoo. We are one & the same yet so foreign- The being in the reflection of my silver screen.
It’s a funny sensation and I crave conversation ‘Cause lately, I’ve been suffering from disassociation. So let me sum up my train of thought from yesterday: Why did I think it would be a good idea to move to Taipei? Nowadays I can’t recognize my own reflection And hide behind a glass of whiskey’s protection. After work last night, I went straight to the bar. The place was clean but a little bit far. The signal was bad so I cursed my phone carrier. Then quietly cursed myself for this language barrier. Can somebody flirt with me? Better yet, hurt with me. To sit down and eat a slice of dessert with me. I just need someone to hold me. These few weeks have been lonely. “I just can’t trust you,” he recently told me. With my eyes glued to the screen of my phone, I promised myself I wouldn’t be alone. I called up a friend to distract me from my questions. He threw my way a couple of suggestions. I can’t be left with my thoughts for too long. My feelings are valid but my head’s ******* on wrong. I stumbled outside, left my purse and laptop behind. Luckily, the bartender caught up to me in time. Thank you to everyone who listens to my rants. I’m just proud that I got home before ******* my pants.
We did it! Saved the city I call my home But... It doesn't feel familiar Did we forget to Put something back? Cortal Avenue Not the same We won So why am I not Proud? It's time to celebrate All I can ponder Is the next challenge ahead Without another How will we grow? Sometimes though I wish it would stop No more trials Peace, come to me I don't want to win Instead Give me a haven Reject the legends I accept tranquility
Walls I've never seen Floors I've never touched Slight hostility and indifference Dance like steam in the air Blue eyes Refuse to look at me My only anchor Abandoning me Scared And confused I need you here But you've forgotten The truth we made