Balcony

 

I don’t know where I wanna go,

but I know where I don’t wanna be,

in this world where I’ll be the hero,

in this world I drew myself maybe.

 

My drawings shifted from when I met you,

when you became a part of them too.

I started accepting them slowly,

and your image became their trophy.

I drew you in details so many times,

whenever I missed you I also wrote rhymes.

I’m getting boring to everyone,

never thought I’d miss someone.

 

This is hilarious don’t you think?

You know who knows? My bathroom sink.

I tell it everything I don’t know why,

she saw me laughing and she saw me cry.

 

By now you think I’m probably insane.

I don’t even blame you, I think the same.

I don’t know where I am in life,

the point in it is like a broken knife.

 

A broken knife doesn’t have a point,

haha very funny am I right?

No I’m not and I can’t think of anymore rhymes so just ignore this part.

 

Author: -J-