About You

bcuaroundthecliff

Maybe the skies shocked lookin at u,
Shocked lookin your eyes filled with those darkness they never see,
Till they let u fill those stars in your most darkest thought,

Maybe u swallow all those nostalgia,
Till the casette couldnt play at the most smooth rhythm,
So that the nostalgia stuck around and playing the same hidden melodies.

Maybe u are too busy comparing two identical twin,
That u still feeling hesitate to recognize both when they started showing actions at parallel line,
Till u analyse and produce out another random method of knowing without asking

Maybe you lit up the old too much,
Till one day those shines corrode the innerself soul that slowly rotten black,
And blame the soul for never expose the real beside than hiding,

Maybe times eat the holy heart,
Maybe the mask slowly fall down as it endure more than enough,
Maybe vibrant of rainbow cant get in when the brushes are now burn into ashes,
Maybe the devil screaming more than the limitations to let it go,

Maybe a story of 'maybe' stay lock in the most deepest core,
Maybe the key was thrown by the innocent one as everyone couldnt hold her hand tightly,
Why cant this colour of white couldnt erase the art of mess,
Is it too much if we colour all white when the canvas are in wet and wait the times to tear apart,

Is it too hard to let the cliff nearer and jump into it,
Is it too hard to change when the bees cant stop oozing it wasp,
Is it too hurt unknit the woven lovable soul when the platelets cant find their way to clot the bleeding ones,
Is it ok to answer all when heart filled with unsure and doubt?