credit: mr. echo you left
but i stayed and you left a heart frayed when you left i began to fade
credit: moshimoshibe i fell in love with blue.
when i was with her, time slowed down but my heart felt dense my smile turned frown it didn't make sense. i fell in love with blue. so why was i depressed? i felt calm around her, but anxious and uneasy. i'd sit and stir until i felt queasy. i fell in love with blue. and grew to hate myself. i loved what i should abhor-- this woman so blue-- i should never have cared for a woman who can never be true.
credit: もなか every night, i count sheep
one, two, three then fall asleep drifting away on an ethereal highway all the while making not even a peep every night, i see dream girl and she sends my heart aswirl i wish never to offend, so i pretend away my feelings as her dress does twirl the dream always fades away but never to my dismay because she stays there, so fair and i know i'll be back one day
credit: 川野 it weighs
heavily on my mind. i'm not one of a kind.
credit: Madcarak ocean waves
and rain that paves the way ahead of me. i walk on water an awkward totter toward the way ahead of me. even if i fall it won't hurt at all this way ahead of me. there's no concrete beneath my feet or the way ahead of me. i'll surely drown if i'm pulled down the way ahead of me.
credit: saaaz i float along in a world all my own
where i'll pass you by, all alone. like a traveler drifting through, i'll only be around for a minute or two. i don't need a lot of space, but i can't seem to find my place. no matter how small my world may be it seems way too big for just me.
credit: Amei Zhao afternoons atop the hill
and a slight chill when the rain and leaves fall getting caught up in it all each drop a pond and each leaf a withered frond to get her through a while with a faint smile
credit: げみ history will not remember me
but this cafe will if only because of the bill. it's my favorite spot because i can enjoy being alone while others are on their phones. it feels good to go unnoticed; it's a liberating feeling from thoughts that send me reeling. i am free when forgotten. i casually sip my latte and i cannot see anyone looking at me. i can close my eyes and take in the muted voices while i analyze my choices. it's rather amusing to go unnoticed when you're a ghost casually sipping on dark roast. i am free when forgotten.
credit: Tillie Walden this world is beautiful
or so they say but why, then, am i gray? i am the forgotten palette of muted tones and aching bones. i am not normal. i'm surrounded by colors so varied and vibrant while mine are silent. in a world so vivid it seems i stand apart because of my gray heart. i am not normal.
credit: 月知 where do i go
when my feet are weak and weary? where do i go when my heart is cold and calloused? if anyone knows where my home is then please take me there.