By Me :)
Ask me why I like the rain.
The little drops of tears of pain.
Because I know the sky is crying with me.
At least someone's falling with me.
The drops of ice that fall down the sky.
Pieces of a broken heart that fly.
And now they fall, they break, they die.
Pieces that I can never find.
I feel the cold, the icy wind.
The shivers that stroll across my face.
The trembles that no one have seen.
No one will know until the end of days.
These kaleidoscopic crystals cloud my sight.
My vision is in pixelated light.
I just want to stare forever through the glass.
And never wake up from this fantasy class.
So now I see things in a different light.
Because I'm making good friends with the night.
I found betterment in these artificial teardrops.
Buying happiness in these makeshift streetshops.
The tears of another ease my own.
The fears of the trouble lies at home.
Right now, I just want my mind to be free.
And maybe wish a little that you were here with me.
Hide my tears.
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