The silence in my head is a wildfire, and I am the only one watching myself turn to ash
The stars are just holes in the ceiling of my loneliness, leaking light into a void that refuses to be filled
I am the architect of my own ruin, designing labyrinths where even my echoes get lost
I TELL THOSE AROUND ME
TO BE NO ONE
BUT THEMSELVES,
BUT I WANT TO BE ANYONE BUT MYSELF🚶🏻🌪