A billion thoughts imprisoned without any lens, with your eyes as the camera,
Snapped into your soul as it bleeds deliberately,
You wish you had someone beside you, to cradle you back to sleep,
Pretty little lies, strapped into your bones.

Your companions have deluded you, left you stranded ashore,
Hear the heart whimpering at the vandalism of yourself alone.
The world's still and the minutes expires by, you're still there, unmoving
Your hands are tied with a concealed thread and you can't bring yourself to try.

Your resolves ransacked, now you lay speechless beneath the open sky.
The enthusiasm you once had is washed away, away by the wind.
No matter the soft words, you can't get yourself to look anymore
Your feet, resisting to walk away from the spectacle.
It'll be a new day once again and you're nonetheless, the same.

© beautiful monkey