I
...Too scared of life to think of love.
It rains. Its way is always right.
The sky just never seemed so tight.
It feels like holding onto straw...
Above the abyss waiting me.
My puppet eyes can’t stop to cry
Till she shuts down them and they’re dry.
If I could have a will I’d flee...
How long should lightness be beyond?
And suffocated voices left
Divested, drained... I failed my tries...
A will to live, what is it? Lies?
II
...So keep on crying little boy
The treasures will be made of tears.
Don’t stop; secure your thoughts and fears.
It goes on while you’re numb like toy.
External world can’t give enough,
Can’t be enough for you, strange boy.
Still no one can repeat your voice.
Your life will always be so tough.
Disclaim simplifying a rose.
Don’t give them up a kind of love,
Stay wasting all the things you know.
And cry... So watch just how it grows.
to everyone feeling complicated...