i want to eat the knife..i want to eat the knife you are holding...
seeing you walk towards the infinite darkness of your cave
while i lay here outside with the butterflies and bees
i feel so diluted seeing you happy
without even noticing my green shirt
i can smell the rotten flesh of my fellow homo sapien
and my brain bleeds because of thinking about your hair
I WANT TO EAT THE KNIFE YOU ARE HOLDING
so i can feel the thrust of the rusty blade in my heart
with your fingerprints on it
i have read your letters
with the words you once said to me
i thought they'll satisfy my hunger,
but i knew right then that
i'll never have a chance to feel your pain and grief for the
things you've lost
i have seen the way you play with your hands
and it's the most unusual thing in the world for me
i've been hurt by the way you stare
but it makes my day complete
even if i wasn't the person you are looking at
sometimes i feel so close and yet miles away from your silhouette
i don't know where to park my car,
if it's beside
for this onein my foolish mind,
i know that you don't care.. at all..
i'm just the same person for you..
you are not even aware of my existence...
that i am true..
all i do is wait outside for you to see,
but everything in my head is full stupidity.
why did i.. why?
even i can't understand..
i hate what i feel.
i hate the way you say those words to me..
i hate the way you judge me,
the way you treat me..
but still i hide in your smile..
all those lies were my happiness..
were my own..
my own sorrow...
the roses have died,
but still, i'm standing here..
watching you catch the wind..
hoping you'd turn your back and look at me..
even for just a second..
for just once..
for it will be the best day ever....