shame on you. shame on me. shame on us for falling into this foolish tragedy

there's a lot to pay for a cheap thrill and we were too naive to play a game that we both knew very well we would lose in the end. pretending is easy yet when it comes to say goodbye our bodies immediately transformed into tiny particles that are never destined to float into the directions we ever desired. i've lost count of the number of times that i have found and lost you but even now i still keep you in mind. we are grown we don't need to be saved it's tiring to run in a circle trying to cheat on fate over and over so i'm placing these pills under my tongue the faster it disappears the better i crawled out from fear.

my voice echoes loudly throughout the sky and in that moment i can no longer tell whether i laugh or cry

the night is still young and the roads are still warm

im following these footsteps whichever path they take me cause who cares, i've lost my senses

it's like having your tongue tied and each word becomes hard to verbalize

maybe "words" are the only thing i'm good at, i'm not good to be kept around

the history repeats itself over and over i'm forced to wave goodbye to what seemed to be dreamy from afar because when i take a look closer i am but a silent burden that hangs on everyone's shoulders. it must be nice to be able to live without extreme anxiety and insecurity that transform you into a stupid clown in front of people. it might sound funny but its not, and its sad

im about to close the door and walk another five steps into the border

let's meet again when we are better for each other

i stare in amazement as you talk about your favorite things; songs, books, and dreams. there's fire in your eyes as each word is being thrown and in that moment i feel like being home. you're filled with motivation and endless amount of inspiration yet who am i kidding? even if i dig my own grave i wont perceive them any longer they're tangled in the wind along with those undying dreams. life is beautiful, you told me with a smile, and i swear im fighting on each step i take to recall the things you say just to elevate my feet higher. every time i take a breath i can hear your voice clearly, the distant voice that initiates nothing but false intimacy. people only listen to others so they get a chance to talk but i'd rather ask you to not stop conversing. i'd sit under the moon with my mouth sealed like a dog that stays and listens to its master's rants and hopes; which i dont mind at all because if you can read my mind you'd be in tears