It's alright to be someone else sometimes.
Actions to feed on the ripe.
Circle the wounded love in your life.
Sustaining her fears deep inside.
Paint a picture of hearts defeating the purpose and hang it on the wall.
Love is a moon in the sky with a string hanging down to the ground.
I can't touch it.
Always the silent one.
Who sneaks up from behind.
Closer to the end.
I'm right in front of you now.
I try to be such a stain.
All that I'll know tomorrow.
Is what I've learned today