I don't know how to call it ... intuition or just a boring sensation
The one I have concerning the obscure
The unknown destiny hiding behind the broken smiles of strangers
blowing off my hopes with the breath of grief
putting an and to a child's daydream
The unsaid burdens me
makes me want to shout .. cry .. and break my fake smile
The meaninglessness of their looks outrages my adolescent thoughts
Wondering what's holdings them from vanishing in their shrouds
What is so ravishing about the miserable life they seek
I think life took my joy behind the shades
me, the one who once believed that laughter shall never fade
I find peace in my tearful pillows
Only seeking to whip away my fears
If you think melancholy had torn me apart
I know I shall find peace within your embrace
