The texture of my skin is itching my thoughts, I wonder if i'm turning into sand.
I dislike the streets I walk on, I dislike the emotions that are being sent through the wind.
I want to block, unlock it and destroy it.... but it's too late.
The moon is brighter now.
Contradicting yourself is what I seek for
Learn to unleash your anger into my body, I want to hurt you once you do.
Despite the entities that surround you, I can fall onto you knowing that I won't fall.
I can turn around knowing that i'll cry
I'll know that tomorrow will be a brighter day for you and I.
Sit down and wait, alone or with company.
You'll still see the same sun that i'm watching.
Enjoy it, just don't go blind.