Forks, spoons, knives,
Does not matter...
"You do everything the hard way"
No...
Youth
Sincere friendship and brief...
None of us were born here, we all came..
We ran here...
Meeting you on this first day, gloomy yet...
Your smile that could turn this world upside down...
Seeking this emotion, has cupid fallen to never...
Man has taken the pistol and shot this heavenly...
Chained around the doubt
Bound by the jealousy...
Speeding my hands while others taste the smell,
Suicidal thoughts haunting me to go to hell...
Where I belong
Consciousness holds hands with ignorance bliss...
I see what you see, dream the same dreams
Long for the some desires, and will with the same...
I think it's sad
To live without purpose yet struggling in all...
Challenging decisions are complicated,
As verdicts of conclusions are brutal...