Peace.
I know what it is to be made of paper
My exterior is thin and blown away easily
To reveal a hollow interior.
I am false
I am a human being by day
And a wisp of smoke by night.
I can do nothing but coast
Along and ride the storms
As they come.
I want to sink through warm depths and disappear
I want to finally sleep.
I want to fall asleep alone
And wake up alone.
My exterior is thin and blown away easily
To reveal a hollow interior.
I am false
I am a human being by day
And a wisp of smoke by night.
I can do nothing but coast
Along and ride the storms
As they come.
I want to sink through warm depths and disappear
I want to finally sleep.
I want to fall asleep alone
And wake up alone.