I am not me
In my dreams
Suppose that's why
They're not goals
Out of my reach
Are the things
I want to be
Suppose that's why
I drink sweet poison
Come back and back
Ecstasy's tight grip
Dopamine's light kiss
Oh, darling Delusion
Of living somebody else's life
Loser in my own game
the author of my story
the main character too
Are people barely I
Used to know
Fear of Time catches me
Like a deer in headlights
I stand and wait
For the inevitable
Though it won't be a surprise
Awaited it this whole time
haunting myself for so long
Ghostly spectator of the moron
That couldn't control their dreams
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Growing Pains
PuisiA retelling of growing up with all of the highs and lows. Condensed into few words are my experiences with people, self-discovery, and the small parts of life and the world I've gotten to see through the windows of my childhood home.
