Thoughts unheard
Hidden feelings, rotten emotions
Broken ties, there's another loose thread
I looked upon the sky
Thinking where I lost
But there was this fresh air
That always mocked.
Like sand and water
Everything slipped from my hands
Even when I tried holding on
I never had a say in that.
I lied to myself
That everything would be fine
Perhaps in a day, a week or a year
Or sometime in my life.
But it was just a nostalgia
That I was treating myself into
Little did I know
That everything was supposed to drift apart
And everything was supposed to vanish.
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