What do we try to find?
Looking at each other’s truths,
Prying into others’ memories,
Reading into the lies and cheats,
Figuring out who’s wrong… for Us.
Who is wrighting truth—for them.
We’re all little ants,
Just swarming about,
Trying to make sense of the madness.
Instinctual habits,
Live like love.
Roses welt in the breath of night,
Sheepishly lying in her ballroom gown.
Siamese dreams share reality,
As we hope to find in the words of each other.
Farewell Stars.
Goodbye Dreamers.
Arigato, my friends.
Let’s sit down together
And get to know each other a little more.
Love me or hate me,
We’re all made special
To fit into squares
And find a path.
Well, I hope.