Something I can never see in reality until dawn breaks free
Delusions fall into shadows crawling on the walls
This one's a tough call
To make or break, that's the question I'll take
And when I fail, I wouldn't lose anything
Because I had nothing from the very beginning
Time is something we can't take back
Like the words slipping out of our mouth
You can't give it nor receive it
It will never be in your hands
You spoke of phrases with shallow meanings
I talk about these chaotic feelings
We cannot sort out things easily
Living out of a lifeless breath, it's impossible to me.
I'm done with this brief poem! Yeah, it's too short.
yeah, it's not good. ;p