So, I wrote this, apparently, two months ago at 3 in the morning.

I have nothing else to say.

Enjoy!

Daydreams
Litter the floor
Everything here
Wasn’t before

All that I have
Is all that I was
And it’s over because
Emotion goes last

Roads
On the walls
Sense of direction
Still feeling lost

All that I want
Is all that I am
Hopeless to change and
Please everyone

Nightfall
Of the sky…

Wishing to go
But can’t reach
That high.

I’ll leave it untitled, as I can’t even remember what it’s about.

But let me know what you thought/think!

–Kari