continue to accept it,
fake that there is nothing wrong?
I might be theatrical sometimes.
It's simply a reaction
of expressing what I cannot get out of you.
Like a closet that's resisting to open wide.
One day I manage to slide into it,
the day after is locked again.
Thoughts of a ghost living inside the closet,
as soon as I get close, it just shut down.
I am in a state of disarray.
The timeless attraction of unknown
is disorientating.
But when I am sure this will bring be nowhere
I will shut you down and
disappear for ever.
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