2019.04.06.
Complication
The low sky grieves with a face that's about to cryWithout ever doing so, it shaves off a moment
Swallowing the thoughts with no place to be vomited
I spit them out, mixed with my irritation
Fearing a tomorrow where I embrace the anxiety that everything's about to shatter
And looking only at the day after tomorrow won't bring me an answer--I know that
What will I draw on the tomorrow that spreads infinitely, pure white?
What will I draw on the tomorrow that reality stained pure black?
I struggle and shine
It's so lame for me to fret
And I refuse to sit still as I play dumb
There's nothing at all I want to do
I stealthily hold a cigarette in my mouth on the rooftop
Somehow, being at Saizeriya today isn't any fun
I'm watching my main man with worried eyes
Even if I lie, 'I ain't crying!'
And try to act tough, it seriously hurts
I'm used to commuting through a dim highway
The i-Pod I bought after a huge hassle
Shallow rap that's got nothing more than a shiny surface
A flimsy bag that's heavy for some reason -
The place that should be pleasantly warm -
Is oppressive, and I throw open a window
I'm about to be flattened by heavy pressure
In the usual park that I run away into
Fearing a tomorrow where I embrace the anxiety that everything's about to shatter
And looking only at the day after tomorrow won't bring me an answer--I know that
What will I draw on the tomorrow that spreads infinitely, pure white?
What will I draw on the tomorrow that reality stained pure black?
I struggle and shine
Draw a crappy-looking sketch of yourself
Within a limited, cramped amount of time
Right now, I'm still fine with that
What will I draw on the tomorrow that spreads infinitely, pure white?
What will I draw on the tomorrow that reality stained pure black?
I struggle and shine
What will I draw on the tomorrow that spreads infinitely, pure white?
What will I draw on the tomorrow that reality stained pure black?
I struggle and shine
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