.

What if someday..
you suddenly disappear for the reason I don't know why?

And what if someday..
you suddenly disappear.. forever?

Who do I run to?
Where do I look for you?
Will I ever know?
I'm scared..

Full House

I still don't understand
I have known the truth
But why I am still holding on
Why is this?
The chain is on your door
It is always on your door
It feels like you have opened the door
But that house..
That house is full inside
 
I am confused
I am in a total confusion

How is this a real thing?
And why?
Is it an illusion?

What the hell is wrong with me?

Obscura

someday we could meet and talk about
the sweetness and bitterness
we had never had a chance to talk about

only if you're clean
not get tied to anyone
and i want to hear it from your own pretty lips
then i could speak blatantly about
what's been shaking the core of the fun
what's making me thinking this is not okay
what's making this is so unhealthy

i might have the courage to say it

i wish you could see it from my own shoes
i wish i could see it from yours
how it feels
how it makes me having sleepless nights
when i don't talk with you
how i get better sleeps while having anxiety when i know i enjoy this but
i also know this ain't right

i don't think i have the right
to say it this time
who the hell am i?

i think i've misunderstood
i think i've taken it too personal

someday, maybe.
we could talk about it
in person.
in a better state.
if the fates allow..