And I'm tired of always being me.
This midnight when no one sees me, I will return to the past, and I'm going to kidnap those summer nights, cloudless sky. I'll get up early for once, to see the sunrise, isolated from the world, and a melancholy smile for no reason. Let the sun soak my face, while a timid blue bathing in the morning. I'll close my eyes and dream that I am free, I have no concerns that I have not even my heart strings. Forget for a moment, of who I am and start my life from scratch, as if it never existed, as if you only knew this, and that full feeling that occupies my mind with a sweet lie.
This midnight when no one sees me, I smile as I've ever done. And most importantly, what will I do without help
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