there's a pop in hypophrenia


dry house, wet clothes
sand on my shoes
and i can't shake it off
miserable mornings
never ending nights

It's funny how some musicians could really captured our feelings through their lyrics. And then draw a melody that goes exactly like how we pictured how our feelings might sounds. It's too funny, and irritates me.

And it's funny too how i find myself still thinking about the same stuff. Just like, many years ago. And it's true, it's true, these wretched hollow and the endless in between, is just never ends.

everybody said
time heals everything.

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