In the sky, I see the shiny lights,
covered in shades, of rosy crimson styles,
wish I was one with the rain,
but all I found was the pain.

These darts that people threw from their mouths,
pierced through my head, and striked my very wounds,
and this love that I never understood remained a doubt,
say, don't you play the good.

I was up above long ago
now I just do not know
but only know that I am through (through it all)
I was never hurt only burned
now I just won't return
'cause I am through (through it all)

The dreams I pictured in the walls,
shaped into tears that won't ever fall,
the cries that you hear in the night,
are just in your mind
so keep it inside
'cause I am through...

© ISTP

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As an ISTP, I tried to find what feelings really are, but never knew...