this is how i live...

i live the life as a phony,
as an estrangement persona...
i live in this world as a tiny part of random harmony,
as somebody else or
as you...

a cynical night view

a night view, magical and comical...
or maybe it's cynical

this beautiful mess

if there is such a place to understand all of this beautiful mess,
it will be a bizarre yet familiar to live with...

to hide her existence

to hide her existence...

a pair of pain

a pair of pain, that's it!

i want to sing my song, quietly...

i write a poem, imagine notes, and humming a sound.
i want to sing my song, quietly...

unspeakable

pause, i need a break and space
to tell the unspeakable.
delay, i need to figure things out
and arrange a moment to express there
unspeakable...