A Hidden Bloom

A Hidden Bloom

among all those faces

sadly passed me by, unaware

And I, like a river in an ocean full of sand,

hunched my back and

crushed in the waves

Feel the rain coming right through me

-Oh, how I miss that embrace!-

Moving Heavens are lying to me

How will you never know about us?

and it's gloom, and it's doom

I don't open my umbrella

The rain is a cure

I see you every two months and every time I turn, like a fool

I lie to me, I lie to you

And the Heavens move

And the platform moves

And I talk to people I don't want to talk to

I have issues with people I don't want to have issues with

And everybody's surrounding me

-But you-

And it's like there's nothing else

And the idea of spending my life

Knowing the unknown lies between us

-Oh, there will never be a US!-

Is the most daunting thought that could ever be thought

.