Within this lachrymose state, I feed the roses my tears
They thrive, I die
This garden of lament thrives on my despair
This garden that they sow with smiles
No one around realizes the situation
No one sees me
The cycle continues everyday
Until midnight comes from the bushes
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Happiness
2019 • Discovering Loneliness
2019 • From This Tower I Write My Lonely Thoughts
2019 • From This Tower I Write My Lonely Thoughts
2019 • From This Tower I Write My Lonely Thoughts
2019 • From This Tower I Write My Lonely Thoughts
2019 • From This Tower I Write My Lonely Thoughts