samedi, novembre 11, 2017

parralel

Parralel to me
In another reality
I long to touch across time
What a hopeless paradigm

And you drift accross decisions
That were never made
Almost like an illusion
My own mind betrayed

You are of another era
Where maybe i've been
and avoided all this drama
and all that sin

You are a distopia
But still you remain
You are a phobia 
And yet a what keeps me sane