do you want love
somehow those treacherous tears just start rolling down my face without any command,
overflowing, overpouring, cementing this moment forever into my mind.
i never knew it,
but i have fallen too deep into this trap,
and i can't pull myself out anymore.
it has gone too far before i could have noticed,
it has gone too far one step before i could check myself...
when i start crying once i hear a song,
it is normally because i put my feelings too deeply into the lyrics,
and start realising the meaning behind the song itself.
or perhaps when my emotions were already too mangled to start with,
providing the basis for such inexplicable tears.
but this time round, i don't know anymore.
it has really gone too far,
and i start crying without even understanding the reason.
only here i can put down that strong facade i have placed in front of everybody else.
only here my name remains anonymous.
only here I can really express my true self,
without being afraid that I will be exposed and heavily slammed.
forgive me.
sometimes society is too cruel and ruthless for me to express myself freely.
do you want love?
and I want love.
memories are beautiful.
my tears have given mean inspiration.
something that i rather not have, at this very moment.
overflowing, overpouring, cementing this moment forever into my mind.
i never knew it,
but i have fallen too deep into this trap,
and i can't pull myself out anymore.
it has gone too far before i could have noticed,
it has gone too far one step before i could check myself...
when i start crying once i hear a song,
it is normally because i put my feelings too deeply into the lyrics,
and start realising the meaning behind the song itself.
or perhaps when my emotions were already too mangled to start with,
providing the basis for such inexplicable tears.
but this time round, i don't know anymore.
it has really gone too far,
and i start crying without even understanding the reason.
only here i can put down that strong facade i have placed in front of everybody else.
only here my name remains anonymous.
only here I can really express my true self,
without being afraid that I will be exposed and heavily slammed.
forgive me.
sometimes society is too cruel and ruthless for me to express myself freely.
do you want love?
and I want love.
memories are beautiful.
my tears have given mean inspiration.
something that i rather not have, at this very moment.


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