I open a book that wasn't mine, The story was fascinating I hope there was no ending I cried because of too much feels Wishing that someday it was me.
I remember, that night You told me my eyes were blue and to look at you, That night, I know I saw the cliff and yeah it was you I am afraid to jump, and get hurt. But that night, I was at the verge of jumping Until I saw you smile, and found I’m falling Falling but no one’s watching Even you.. That night I fall but no one catch me. Now, I’m falling to pieces Hoping that night, will be one day And one day, You’ll be back, you will Pick me and fixed me. I saw you from the far, You were smiling but that night, I’m not falling I’m hurting. It’s been years but until now I’m waiting Waiting and hoping, For that night becomes One day.
All the time my only Question is “How?” I’m holding a rope Hoping That you’re holding the Other side, Days passed, my hands Were sweating and My heart Slowly breaking How? How can I let go of that rope? Even if from the start that rope Wasn't mine.
I look at her eyes, She tried to hide the pain Little did she know her eyes speak it all. She held her breath and look up, So that her tears will not come out “Please don’t cry” The only thing That I want to say, but I can’t. “I love you” I said, She smiled and replied, “Rest I know you’re tired.” I look at her face for the last time, As I closed my eyes Flashback starts, and Tears come out.
Everybody was a gift and, Society says "a gift must be in a box" a box where it should be beautiful and colorful. She was once outside the box , but then She try to fit in. She stepped on the box, but She can't. Because she was fat so she cut her fats and stepped on the box. Someone says "you're skin is dark nobody wants a dark nor black gift." So, she peeled her skin She was about to stepped inside but someone interrupts, "You're so small no one loves a small gift." And then, She cut herself into pieces So, no one will noticed if she's small or tall tears and blood every piece of her was hurting. Finally, I was inside the box where it's hot and dark. Tell me, Am I gift now?
I watched you while you're sleeping you're endlessly fascinating, I remember while we're walking you tell me to stop talking your words is like needle sting like beetle That time I know it's a goodbye but now you're here sleeping like a lake We will be forever don't worry you will not awake
music is loud you're one of the crowd colors are every where smoke is in the air all I want is remembrance but you give me importance