Sensitive+Strings (1st Anniversary)

It's Never A Want, It's Always A Need

Read a note on the table it said that 'you're sorry',
I sighed as I bent my tears to catch it up,
The sky roared so pink,
The blue rain shattered my restless sleep,
You ascended into my dreams,
But you have the face of me,
And you carassed my cheek calm,
As if you knew I was looking for peace,
And said,
"It's never a want, it's always a need,"

You tore my dreams apart,
And I called you my greatest enemy,
You smiled cheshirely,
As I was drowned in tear streams,
You told me it had to be done by you,
Or it would be the entire world against me,

You told me it had to be you,
A you, that is me,
You descended down a divine rope to whisper in my ear,
Probably the closest to near,
I realized then that I had blocked myself from me in fear,

You came to me in a dream,
Not damnned as illusioned as reality,
A half smile and a half moonshine,
You beamed in discrete,

And you said,
"It's Never A Want, It's Always A Need"

I decorated the hallways with my ever so confused smile,

I crafted the coquette with glittering strings,
We both danced in moonlight,
With no soul to sing,
We watered our plant babies,
Didn't care if our phones blasted with rings,

Glass tings with glass filled with sweet mimosas to drink,
Tipsy sight silhouettes and tripping over things,

Lying on the bed wasting time to the brink,

Stitching dreams on the celling,
Weaving imaginary strings,

It's just what I feel,
Because what I am when I'm alone is the truest version of me,

And that is never a want, it's always a need.