I knew it in my head and lamented, I scoffed at the way things rolled.
I don't understand loneliness or love; I threw away the shape of what it means to be human.
A proof of existence crowded with words I can't bear to carry.
I can't get out of this small theater (box).
Once you notice, it's already too late; we all were acting.
We're heading toward the end credits.
Come on, everyone is desperately playing their roles; there are no bystanders.
"There is no 'me'"
I'm nowhere to be found.
I've always been unable to become anything.
We now, come on, devour one another.
Overtime, surrender.
Mayday-pale pleasantries and love-hate poured out in words.
You're probably hoping for some dramatic twist somewhere.
You, too, "Yes! Yes!" holding your breath.
The call is right there.
Headshots-silencing even the noisy thoughts.
And pierce that heart, now.
Pulling the thread of the unseen, the mastermind makes his entrance.
What is reflected in that eye is
If touched, it would have broken; I kept silent about how it seemed to go wrong.
We were all innocent, but somehow we became monsters before we knew it.
Can't you move forward unless you accept all of it?
"Well, it's surely impossible for you."
"That's why it's surely impossible for you."
Before I knew it, I was on the outside.
I've only been spewing that kind of gossip.
Everyone is desperately guarding themselves and waiting for a helping hand.
I don't want to think about it.
I want to be a fool.
I've always been unable to become anything.
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So now I'm standing on the front line.
That flag is flying high.
In defeat you lean on your ally; you don't even need words.
A dramatic turn will heat things up, I'm sure.
You, too, "Yes! Yes!" holding your breath.
Swearing to meet again.
My one and only chance.
I'll bet my one moment on it.
Like a climax, gripping with sweaty hands.
It rang out, softly.
There is no truth hidden anywhere.
There is no place for those who laughed.
Remembering, then tossing it aside; there are no feelings.
The tears shed have no reason.
You can't even feel warmth from kindness.
The hand you offered is met only with doubt.
A hole opened and love ended up dripping away.
You looked down at me, about to fall.
In front of the person who's about to give up, you
Always show up as if to sneer.
How do I look to you?
Take a breath-come on, come on.
I've always been
Unable to become anything.
We now, come on, devour one another.
Overtime, surrender.
Mayday-pale pleasantries and love-hate poured out in words.
You're probably hoping for some dramatic turn somewhere.
You, too, "Yes! Yes!" holding your breath.
The call is there.
Headshots-silencing the noisy thoughts.
And pierce that heart, now.
Pulling the thread of the unseen, the mastermind makes his entrance.
"What is reflected in that eye is"