The Night Talks • Vents

is this okay

i said goodbye to the moon
and removed those stitches
my feelings are like an ocean
a fucking mess of the same shit

excuse my language

i want to focus on myself
i miss my good friends
i want to be happy like i was
content is not imaginary

but shit im still depressed

though that cloudy whether will still be there
maybe a light breeze of river scent
and the trees rustling
will join my gloomy days

happiness isnt perfect sunshine