Thoughts.

Isn’t it strange When you want to shout aloud In the crowd but you can’t And when you’re alone, you won’t? Isn’t it strange When we know what we want And what we want Isn’t what wants us? So say Fuck you and move on

:/

Every cry a Melody Every sadness, a symphony Happiness, melancholy And smiles hide tragedies

Wounds.

Falling stars, ungranted wishes Empty words, broken promises All that love unrequited No guilt that’s confessed Scars hidden in plain sight Blood camouflaged Tears in the eyes Living our lives Dead inside