terça-feira, 6 de agosto de 2024

 My own disgrace has made me bulletproof against happiness

The tears disguised as laughs

And yesterday it was a better day

But it's in another revolution

That I question my faith one again

Scrap away the sins of our age

And empty shells we become

I could love and revere

But time only brings more scars

I feel I've been betrayed by all constructions and creatures of god

Including this heart of mine

This soul of mine

And then I pray for another yesterday