Happily, bonding with my friends on the SMP,
Walking down town with my friend Henry.
Building the tower of truth,
Searching for women in the afternoon.
I'm still the hero in the end.
When Dream turns into a nightmare,
Been exiled and they don't even care.
Felt the loneliness in the cold air.
I should not despair,
This plot twist is unfair.
They gave me directions,
I fell into their trap that they didn't mention.
I'm going to lose my best friend,
I have lost my defend.
I said I'm fine; it's just a pretend.
Walking on the broken cobblestones on my own,
The compass that would lead memories to you, I remember.
I'm not free and I want to change for the better.
Time by time, tower is crumbling as they lie to each other,
On this story, this plot will remain forever.
YOU ARE READING
elegies
PoetryA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
