my heart bends inverted fire
in a daze
we wake up in shells of wrongness
maybe this all will pass
dreaming so out of the way
is all this real? no symptoms of regret
we’re flying
ecstatic
the sun so inviting
and maybe we’ll taste it with patience
just get them out of the way
is all this real? no symptoms of regret
why do these feelings interfere?
nobody said this would be mine
why do these feelings interfere?
am i so wrong?
is all this real?
