I would rather be on cloud nine,
In my fantasy world, in this world I am fine.
Taking my soul away from my body,
So these aching feelings don’t haunt me.
Indie flicks and detachment,
I think of you as enchantment.
A beautifully, horrifying tease,
Oh great “queen” that I’d like to please.
Heart that mocks a cold one,
In disguise with an old one.
We both wear masks everyday,
But im inevitable, what can I say.
I’ll keep talking to you like a hobbie,
A sweet drug that is always robbed of me.
Innocent with a wrecked mind,
In beauty I will never find..