Floating above the metropolis bustle, half asleep I wonder.
Peeking behind waves of trees, thousands of lights
twinkle like lost boats caught in cross waves,
hinting secrets of familiar business.
Caught your tired eyes
and it's the most intimate we've been with other human machine that we are,
On the clock,
wake up, eat, work, sleep, and repeat until it numbs us enough to get by,
a millisecond it should lasts, but enough to reminds us of who we are
when we lie awake, contemplating what went wrong.
Fast food neon submerged in quietude for a much needed break,
A fake home in a very real place.
Cold concrete flashing like Christmas tree,
Licking rain clouds hiding the monsters hiding inside,
Feel my head to find horns of self loathe,
I make peace with who I am
even when night weeps for sinners.
Sunrise feels like million miles away,
Lost inside my vacant heart, Dare I wish for another day.
I smile because I don't know.
We look down on people who rise above the normality.
We push ourselves to fit the mold only to overflow it with goo of our past.
Ever wonder why I is not us when they glance?
You sit next to me but only one of us floats.
Doesn't matter who because one of us drown.
Look into my eyes,
try not to get lost in betrayal, dear.
Timeless normality fills rocks into our pockets,
Stick your head in an oven to make it all better.
Do you see?
Sunrise comes again
even when your light has been swallowed by darkness.
