Dying

I fall asleep with my sleeping bag
A love letter at 8 a.m
I know nothing has changed even if the morning has come

Sometimes I also sing a song but I can't remember the chords
I might forget the sad song I wrote last night

In a lot of trash
I become small and sleep
Shut my mouth for your wish
Keep silence for your wish

Don’t let you know even sigh
Close my ears and eyes
Because I don't want to feel anything

Much coffee and beer for me
I keep lying to all with my fake smile