Making a face
like i didn't really care about anything
an unexpected rain soaks my heart
painting the darkness thick upon my face
and sheltering the light in my eyes
without feeling the sensation that i had lived
Hey
will i eventually grow used to just about everything?
even the tears that flooded out until yesterday
i deceived them
and i hid them
so my fragile self
wouldn't be found out
just deceive yourself
and long for something,
like it's nothing
what should i do about these doubts?
i don't eveb know anymore
so it's okay not to know
because there are risk
i can feel my pounding heart
the road i believed in