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*是我的內心在作祟嗎？這一切是不是因為我欣賞(卻非常厭惡)過快的速食情感...還是我已經不再信任任何人？



才沒幾天
鐘形瓶覆上又鬆開
反覆重複地在我頭頂上
酸氣凝重
想要卡夫卡的「蛻變」
卻一再停留於沙特的「噁心」

之後 孤僻
我無法跟他一樣
姑芳自賞
因為從頭到尾
演著這齣戲即非
為了當朵乾淨的蓮花

亂七八糟
火焰瞬間被熄滅
殘存的餘溫
靜靜的等待
看看是否 有重燃的可能


*Why did I care so much about you? Maybe it's because my illness has yet strike me.

Standing alone with no direction
How did I fall so far behind?
Why Am I searching for perfection?
Knowing it's something I won't find

In my fear and flaws
I let myself down again
All because


I run
Till the silence splits me open
I run
Till it puts me underground
Till I have no breath
And no roads left but one

When did I lose my sense of purpose?
Can I regain what's lost inside?
Why do I feel like I deserve this?
Why does my pain look like my pride?

How come I care so much of whether you reply or not?
Why did I have to laugh whenever I see you, knowing it's not what I want?
Did you see me for who I am? Or is it only my illusion.
I don't need the answer.
I'm just reaching for some tranquility.
Then you show up, and become a metaphor.

It's all just my phantasy...