Twisting and Untwisting
Straight yet ever Winding...

Where fleets of clouds, deep in thought,
sail the silent heavens home...

I gaze into my mirror
And cannot see their beauty any nearer...

She sits beside her window,
watching in the dark...

The pain, the emotions and the pressure
have surrounded my soul...

I am only one person.
No harm could i do here...

You're seated by the window and looking out,
You smile at the birds...

Mean, unreasonable, pigheaded, abusive
That's what some parents are...

Staring at these painted walls.
Their secrets seem to reach out...

Thinking that maybe
If i step on the cracks...

These shadows pronounce me dead,
for you, these tears i shed...

Machine-minded consideration.
Automatic sliding doors...