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Blur

  • Writer: Justin O.
    Justin O.
  • Apr 5, 2019
  • 4 min read

The air is fine were finally breathin'

After a long shift of sleeping.

I had a dream about you last night,

About me being always one step further ahead of you.

I wasn't sure in that dream if I was the butterfly or the butterfly was me,

I began to acknowledge that It's not only us who's observing.

They cast our emotions just to please them, then you think it's kind a tough,

Living in a world that nobody cares about living.

But who are you to adjudicate these suicidal sessions?

If you settle to live by take heed those voices yelling,

Conceive you'll embark indirect requesting you were in the state of dormancy.

Aftermath the morning while were staying for the break of the day,

Were disordered, broken people. Quite well-worn, the climax's roughly through.

You can never blame the madman. low and sad.

What's started needs to be polish, lofty preaching.

I can depict your eyes, show-off those impostor barrier

Nobody's perfect, I know but don't want to picture out.

This cruel world with no love, Do you hear those death march?

Angels singing to me in low tone and high pitch.



Nobody knows your pain, some may know but most don't care,

One soul is enough for me to take the risk of unevenness battle.

Were dying with every step we take, were dying with every breath we take,

Spirits in the dark are waiting, I will let the wind go quietly.

Somebody told them save me, You confront me and I'd be glad

Then you won't know what's inside my mind,

You will never know what's under my skin,

You can't rely on me, Even I can't rely on me

Were not weird were just different, Not in the same horizontal surface,

But don't take it seriously after all were all just gonna die.

You just didn't have the chance to be honest

That must have made you so lonely,

Somebody knows somebody will comfort you.

Alone with blurry faces, I got it, but few will understand.

Blurry face is not me but a picture portrait frizzle.

How much would it cost? To slip your soul,

and hide you in those shameful boxes?


Your in my mind, boxes in my heart, prisoners cell

Wind of mind in your brain in a children's park

Is getting older and older the only prayer, won't change.

Don't travel alone, whisper from my feet to the head,

Don't let your feet go, chain in your childhood keeps you walking

Only hope cannot be change inside the soul

But you have nothing to do, you'll soon destroy your soul

Read every soul but still you'll soon to destroy it all.

I love you for so long already, Your always in my mind

I've been always dreamin' and it never ends

I should know love is one big illusion, The feeling is so strong

You don't know how your smile means to me

And yet my words fall out of line everytime you look at me.

I know what to say, I can barely see, tell me what you hear,

Look you've been gone, angels have halo's now

Hope you don't forget cause you were my dearie pain

Heed you don't regret, wish your eyes were looking at mine

There's no other way, there's no other way

I was in love in our memory, a scar of our past



I guess it's just another night, another time for me

To find the reasons from this sentence that was charge

Under my name a suicidal decision judged by my self thoughts

I guess it's just another melancholy feeling that was represented

By my conscious mind to felt there is more to life than expected.

Were all a fool pretending to be somebody who can't see our public-self

Chasing one another for selfish reason, approaching for answers.

Another one of those days were all lonely inside the mask again,

Worrying about things that people think about us that doesn't seem

Enough bothering but our minds playing tricks

Going back to the same black corner, trying not to see me

What we got wrong is not the end of the story, but who I am?

Sooner or later it will be over, I just don't know who am I

Pass me another seed of weed, I'm hoping I can see her

Another time in my dreams, Inside my memory glass,



People are crazy them who chases life forgets life

About freedom of self, everybody wants to be somebody else

Desires for inner reasons of mind and subconscious.

People are crazy, I don't see them in colors.

It's better to wipe it with papers, Hang me

Do you have a light?

Time's changed, Were all different.

Everybody's a fake depression, I know

Staying here can take those mirrors in anyone's eye.

Set me free from this world I don't belong

Everyday's a torture for me, I'm tired of those noises

People savour, Delight on those devil's play

My mind is awake but I've give out of reason to comfort it.

Lucid from being a butterfly, free from anything

Free from my inexplicable life, Free from infinity dreams

That made us draw blank in our timid little galaxy

Captivated in a beautiful fantasy that made us forget

But in the end I don't see them as you do

My words doesn't really matter cause

I forgot to use my umbrella under the rain.




 
 
 

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