why be depressing if you can be suppressing all those needs and urges to hide yourself from the judges to hide your soul and your heart that's just smart, smart, smart don't show your face don't show your thoughts don't show your heart don't let them know Photo: Clem Onojeghuo / Unsplash in this store are
masks of all kinds
masks for all minds
birds and foxes
all in boxes
they are waiting
for you to come in
come on in take your pick, d
The streets are completely desolate, and the tall, gray buildings surround me as I walk down the street, and the sky is gray; I can feel a fierce wind against my cheeks, it is cold and I shiver a little, but I walk down the street taking one step after another, and the sky has a sad, gray colour, there is not a living soul around me and I can see the tall threatening buildings and I am afraid of their towering construction: the grotesque sculptures of naked men and women star
Ice is dominating when I is dominating.
I then see a blur of an image of me
that your eye is gaining. But, do you blame me? What I is probably saying is that it wants to dine
your Self that's decaying.
You're bleeding, but have never intended to flee,
because only this way you won't feel cold feet.
I can play that song on repeat. Don't you feel obsolete? No? Not even now? Photo: wild vibez / Unsplash I always try to beat that gloomy sense of self-adoring
that sounds bo