You watch and let it slip Through your fingers again Transfixed in escapism Beyond reach to comprehend To find a way inside Past mind conditioned, fixed The picture yours but not mine Begging to be part of this How can this be an everything When closed eyes anchor the weight? Trying to live in the real world Of perfection, such beauty Decay You questioned everything Confused by existence No art hangs in this house now How could any make sense? You exhibit sorrow And I should know No trust in tomorrow Keeping yourself to yourself编辑于2024/01/22更新