i look around only to realise that i dont belong
people saw what they wanted see
i saw my worse fear metarialised
inability to be with the crowd
was it me? or them? at fault?
like an eye-sore, longing for belonging
as the day is filled with melancholy
seeking solace, somewhere in your hapiness
losing my grip and fall into oblivion
was it me? or them? at fault?
i am insignificant
without further explanation
i am magnificent
only in my own twisted dimension
i am, after all, just a fragment of my own imagination
seeking safety in numbers
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