it's still dark in the city,
but it actually is almost eight a.m.
it's time to go to school,
so i quickly put my red scarf around my neck,
and go out, my earphones playing APOCALYPSE.
« got the music in you, baby
tell me why
got the music in you, baby
tell me why
you've been locked in here forever
and you just can't say goodbye »
this part keeps running in my head,
just as if i've had a painful break up not long ago.
as i walk on the street,
the cold weather is eating my hands up,
as i feel my straight nose becoming redder.
as i peacefully sing the lyrics,
i can see and feel the smoke escaping
my red lips...wait...my lips ?
« your lips,
my lips,
apocalypse. »
i still walk, because
only a few minutes have passed.
i admire my surrondings :
the moon, the sun showing up,
my converse touching the ground as
i advance slowly to reach my destination.
i feel nostalgic, i feel like those pinterest people...
i feel confident, i feel like i'm being one with
the nature, my surrondings.
you know what ? i'm quite grateful, actually.
