vague
voice
My heart , no good
brains against too
under the crescent moon , there I stood
in the freedom queue.
survive the night
Or tell the truth ?
blood ran cold , and nothing felt right
how fictional was THE KISSING BOOTH !
did i choose the roots ?
cold and evil , sold young soul
brutal beauty brims with worms are the fruits
life functioning on auto-immune goal
all once felt mine ,
truly how strange of you divine
It broke me ,
My heart leapt , and stomach turned over
lost light in the eye
People who I love deeply lie
Can it be forgiven ?
please tell me this is illusion
Who will be by my side ?
a refuge in the tribe ?
Drip , drip , onto my face
each little tear brings me to an unhappy place
leaving behind an unforgettable trace
Am I falling into an invisible trap ?
Vague answers
to them I am just another code
Just another robot ?