lying awake. brown eyes wide open. lying next to my decisions. Green Eyes is all I can see.
Noone knows my secrets. I'll never tell a soul. But I do know that sometimes it gets out of control.
Then the morning comes I wake up refreshed, astounded that I could feel so alive. really attempting to start anew.
Then my stomach aches and it is as if my happiness is swallowed by a whole of words. a whale of a song. The context is unknown. But there is one indication. There is one moment when I felt I can finally be as free as the bird in the sky, there's a moment after where I lose my will to fly and become caged down into my own confinements.
I can lay with you tell you how much I care and we are having a great time. Maybe we really are but sweetie I do not care at all. Not one bit of compassion.
I can ignore you. Shout out I hate you and I moved on. I met someone else. I never cared.
-but even you know that I am only trying to fool myself
I may be strong and you may not seem me as fragile as I am, when I close these eyes and I'm lying with all these decisions and thoughts all I feel is gray and blue. Do you feel it too?
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